Shivaree

I will go quietly
Don't move your chair
Won't even try it
Wouldn't even dare
You come walking down
With a mouthful of sand
We better cut it out
Cause it's out of hand
And it's loud out on the street
So please
I will go quietly
Drive with my lights out
Won't even change my clothes when I get there
I'll go so quietly
I swear
I will go quietly
I'll leave my speech