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a man with a mission
trying to spread the word
from atop a soapbox
but no one gathers round
howls of derision
softly shaken heads
no one pays attention
his words are never heard
no one listens
no one listens
to what he says
a sad and lonely figure
mutters to himself
doesn't care who overhears
him curse this effing world
they'll never understand him
they'll never know his world
they'll never see the shadows
or ever feel his hurt
no one listens
no one listens
to what he says
ten thousand people
in the city square
but you wouldn't know it happened
cos there's nothing on the air
the revolution
will not be televised
the status quo
will not be criticized
no one listens
no one listens
no one listens
to what we say