The Big Game (Cabaret Translation)

[Verse 1] They thought we'd stay silent and they have it their way, With their puppet show and their chipper cabaret. But we're no angels and not their ticket to fame, We are Wingmen and ready to put them to shame! [Verse 2] We are not their trinkets, not ribbons they can wear, We stand firm and mighty, we’re no fools unaware. We are brave warriors with voices strong and so free, This is our battle, and we shall claim victory! [Chorus] This is the big game, and it is all ours to take, Not for them scoundrels, and won’t make that mistake! We’re heroes, standing up front, not in the sidelines, Pinoy Autistic self-advocates lead the lines! [Verse 3] The bitches try to suppress us and silence our cries; Resolve’s never been stronger, our spirits won’t die. Whatever they do, we will all rise, stand, and fight, We will never stop, we battle for what is right! [Verse 4] We rise from the shadows, no longer small, This is our game, and we’re here to stand tall. We're guard dogs, not their lap dogs, we won’t fall, We fight for respect, we answer the call! [Chorus] This is the big game, and it is all ours to take, Not for them scoundrels, and won’t make that mistake! We’re heroes, standing up front, not in the sidelines, Pinoy Autistic self-advocates lead the lines! [Verse 5] "Nothing about us without us," we always say, Down with their masquerades, the gloves are off today. They try to hide and gag us, but we break the chains, We are the true heroes, and the show now has changed! [Bridge] Not Angels, Misfits, Awesomes, or even Buddies; We’re Wingmen, and we crush stories of tragedies. We know what our worth is, and we know how to fight, We will stand and will lead, and we will make it right! [Chorus] This is the big game, and it is all ours to take, Not for them scoundrels, and won’t make that mistake! We’re heroes, standing up front, not in the sidelines, Pinoy Autistic self-advocates lead the lines! [Coda] This is the big game, and we claim our rightful spots, We're Autistic leaders, not mere mindless robots, Guard dogs, not lap dogs; brothers, we stand beside you, As we all scream, "Out with the old, in with the true!"