Stop whispering, start shouting Dear sir, I have a complaint Doesn't matter anyway And the wise man said I don't want to hear your voice And the thin man said I don't want to hear your voice And they're cursing me And they won't let me be There's nothing

From the edge of the world Somewhere now Don't wanna think about tomorrow Don't wanna think about the road It doesn't matter anyway I wanna start a revolution I wanna hear it on my radio And put it off another day

I really believe that I'm glad It doesn't matter what I say You never listen anyway Just don't know what you're looking for Imagination's all I have But ever then you say it's bad Just can't see why we disagree Casual conversations how they bore me They

Because you wouldn't understand Back in the day Well that was back in the day And if you weren't there It doesn't matter anyway Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh Where were you when it happened? Where could you be found?

Give it up, give it up We are, we are the saints, we signed our life away Doesn't matter what you think, we're gonna do it anyway We are, we are the saints, one day you will confess And pray to the saints of Los Angeles Just wait until we're going down