Protestor

Bang on the table scream out your guts
 It's not the words it's the knife that cuts
 Walk in line wave the flag
 Go rant all you want you're just a [bad word] [bad word]  You can go shout and scream
 Protest for your stupid dream
 But when it's time to hear the word
 Your [bad word] shouts won't be heard

 It's too late now the draft is near
 Poland has [bad word] your fear
 March to death walk in line
 Death [bad word] but it won't be mine
 The government will dig your grave
 It's the only way you'll be saved
 Unless you find that the only way
 Is to fight back when you have your say