[Redbook1:196B][19710211][The Song of the
Quiet Majority][11th February 1971]
11.2.71.
(‘Trelawney’)
(Slowly, ponderously)
We
are the quiet majority,
We
are the never-wrong;
Above
the beat of marching feet
Just
listen to our song!
...
to our song.
Have
you a small minority
That
wants to get things done?
Invoke
our name -- it's all the same --
It’s
used by everyone.
...
everyone.
Shout
out with great sonority
And
sing and stamp and groan,
But
don't blame us -- we don't like fuss –
Just
leave us well alone.
...
well alone.
Respect
our seniority;
Don't
try to make us play
Your
silly game – 'cause you’re to blame –
Will
take the normal way.
...
normal way.
But
if you're in Authority
And
want a good excuse,
It’s
always here -- our social fear –
So
nice, so vague: so loose.
...
vague: so loose.
We
think Superiority
Is
wrong, and nice, and rot....
We
don't care how you say it now,
Just
look at what we've got!
...
What we've got.
We
have our own priority:
We’ve
also got to live;
You
always say it’s wrong our way –
What
more have you to give?
...
you to give.
We
are the quiet majority,
We
are the never-wrong;
Above
the beat of marching feet
Just
listen to our song!
...
to our song.
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