Peace And Silence - The Clique lyrics

Our kind, their kind Who says who draws the line Their place, your face Two things that don't mix well You've gotta look right Talk right What fashions in tonight (harm) And you gotta bow down To the "in" crowd Are you, are you gonna follow Do you, do you wanna mix If ya really, really wanna be somebody Yo gotta be in with the fascist clique Nice tight fit I feel pressure Don't wanna look, walk or talk the part It's my release Like a silent voice in the dark Are you gonna follow the clique?