Lyrics
I don't need a drum, to make a sound
When I want to speak, I open my mouth
If you don't want to listen, I don't care
I'll still disturb the air when I want to
And If you hear me sing, don't need a thing
Whether you're kids or grown I'm saying, anyway
We're to busy grievin', anyway
I'll still disturb the air when I want to
I don't need a drum, to make a song
When I want to speak, I open my mouth
If you don't want to listen, I don't care
I'll still disturb the air when I want to
