He was fiery in the 50s, would turn around and confront all three
A bicycle chain around his wrist, stand up to them through necessity
Who says Had no qualms in the city, he said, "What they think is not important to me
I will always confront them, and stand up through necessity"
Who says And I hear a mutter whisper or a murmur, will turn around with my right hand free and chains around my knuckles
To danger, I will pay no heed
Who says Necessity is my mother, and sure, she is proud of me
With chains to bind my knuckles, a victim I will not be
Who says