Why are you listening to that voice
Which echoes round the room
Why are you listening to that voice
It is the voice of doom
Why are you listening to that voice
It doesn't care for you
Why are you listening to that voice
Nothing it says is true
Why are you listening to that voice
Which repeats itself night and day
Why are you listening to that voice
Ignore it and it'll go away
Why are you listening to that voice
It's playing with your mind
Why are you listening to that voice
It is very, very unkind
Don't listen to it shouting
Don't listen to it pleading
Don't listen to it raving
Don't listen to it
(Sydney, Australia - 2003)
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