THE SONG: INTRO: VERSE 1: Can't give it up, can't stop speaking my mind. Got to say what I'm thinking all the time. There's etiquette about what I should say, true. But what the fuck I always do. CHORUS 1: Blah, blah, rhubarb, is all I hear of what you say. Yak, yakking along, going strong in your own kind of way. Skip, yipee I yay. VERSE 1: Speech on the telly spoiling christmas day. Party broadcast saying the same thing in a different way. Silence in the courtroom, silence in the street (chordiearchive.chordie.com)