Some of us will always be content to be on the side of the losers
Some of us are resigned to the fact that beggars cant be Choosers
At the risk of being a pain you ask your question
But the fear of losing again builds the tension
So you bide your time, collect your thoughts, await another oppertunity
And you abandon with the strain, you pour yourself another glass of immunity
You take your breath and take your chances
But can you take the knocks and sideways glances
Some of us will make waves
Some of us will be brave
Some of us will be safe
So the time seems right, you say your speech and give them all your reasons
You express yourself correctly, politely, but you couldnt really hope to please them
You said your piece and stood your ground
And youre quite surprised that youre still around
Some of us will make waves
Some of us will be brave
Some of us will be safe
Some of us will make waves
Some of us will be brave
Some of us will be safe