You were the type to keep things moving along Things will collapse and they may be replaced But it takes a push, standin' in the front lines And it takes a push to make things happen Though all along, there'll be reformist apologists All so critical if we're not polite when we say, "This isn't the life that I asked for, But I'm ready to take what's mine" And you could say that it wasn't enough But we knew even then that it wasn't enough, So what? But could you say it don't matter, How could you say it don't matter? Should things tumble and shatter, Would you scream any louder Oh would you say it don't matter? Even when you were sweet, You were a bastard Heed the call of a mass opinion Join a culture of pacification, You'll be grouped, classified, and dismissed If that's easier It's not the same thing as having a position If it's not enough to sing a song like a firebrand, Then what you need is a change and a spark Not a letter of resignation, admitting defeat, Denying the things you used to say, When you were sweet But you say it don't matter How could you say it don't matter That things tumble and shatter Would you scream any louder Or would you say it don't matter? Even when you were sweet, You were a bastard Could you say it don't matter That things tumble and shatter Would you scream any louder Even when you were sweet, You were a bastard