I don't care what they say I won't go their way I've already made up my mind All the day long they think they're right But they're wrong We're running out of time If i had my choice i would make it So i just can't wait till tomorrow That day when you come around this way
And take this all away When you come back for me Clay pigeons they don't squeak Clay pigeons they don't speak Yet you shoot them out of the sky I wan't to be so loud Shout above the crowd till the day that i die