The Protest Line Verse 1 Not in my backyard Or on my watch Don't worry I'm not taking anything From your cold dead hand So don't you try to change my mind. I'm not satisfied but I just can't bring myself To the protest line. I agree to disagree, But I've yet to see The thing I'd salute Survive the process Of elimination. Chorus I just can't bring myself To the protest line. You do your thing, I'll do mine. We don't all have to kumbaya To respectfully disagree. I just can't bring myself To the protest line. Verse 2 My teachers used to say, "Eddie, what if everyone acted that way?" We don't have to worry about that. But wouldn't it be something... We'd march to a different drum, Or likely not at all. There'd be no use For an army of me. Chorus I just can't bring myself To the protest line. You do your thing, I'll do mine. We don't all have to kumbaya To respectfully disagree. I just can't bring myself To the protest line. Bridge My cult of personality is me. My addiction is apathy. ...Not really. I just say that. I talk a lot about my hypocrisy filter, But worry that might be just a load of BS. I turn it on myself So no one gets there ahead of me. Verse 3 Woody Allen used to joke He wouldn't want to be in any club That would have him in it. Well Woody... Unfortunately, Now that's true. Final Chorus / Outro Keep your heroes to yourself... You do your thing, I'll do mine. I still can't bring myself To the protest line.
