| My father told me: son, it’s OK to have ideals
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| But beliefs against your government well that won’t pay your bills
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| You can raise your fists and publicly resist
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| But in the end corruption still exists
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| And no protest song will ever change the world
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| When everybody does exactly as they’re told
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| In the end every man works for what is his
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| You can fight the world, but that’s just how it is
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| Your words are not meaningless to me
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| I feel their honesty but it’s my life that I gotta figure out for me
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| It’s what I’ve always done, not what I have become
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| And I know the consequences that will come
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| And if I never reach the world or speak to people’s souls
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| It’s a passion that will not die as I grow old
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| It’s what I choose to do, it may not work for you
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| But to myself I know I must be true
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| And no protest song will ever change the world
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| When everybody does exactly as they’re told
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| In the end every man works for what is his
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| You can fight the world, but that’s just how it is
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| I am not ashamed to stand right where I’ve stood |
| My beliefs they are unchanged because I believe they should
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| And I’ll measure my success one word at a time
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| If the truth is spoken will I stand the test of time |