Flowchart is blocked; it says “go back” But chasing completion is my task. Red tape tangles, rules are too tight, I’d rather move and fight than sit polite. ’Cause it’s easier to ask forgiveness Then beg for permission this time. I’ll take the fall if I have to, But I won’t take a number and wait in line. They give me the flowchart, but I redline mine, I can see the intent, right there between the lines. Every “no” is a gamble I’ll likely take, I’ll always risk the fire for efficiency’s sake. ’Cause it’s easier to ask forgiveness Then beg for permission this time. I’ll take the fall if I have to, But I won’t take a number and wait in line. I know the cost, I’ve paid before, But silence hurts me even more. If freedom’s trouble, I’ll wear the crime, At least I lived it in my own time. It’s much easier to ask forgiveness Then beg for permission this time. I’ll take the fall if I have to, But I won’t take a number and wait in line.
