[Verse 1]
I refuse to wear the number they pinned on my chest.
I was born with a mouth and a troublesome yes.
They set out the rules in a neat little row;
I learned every one just to know where to go.

[Pre-Chorus]
Who gets to choose?
I do, I do!
Who gets to choose?
I do, I do!

[Chorus]
Raise your voice! — I raise mine!
Take your place! — I take mine!
We are not asking permission tonight;
We are the answer, we are the reply!
Raise your voice! — I raise mine!
Take your place! — I take mine!

[Verse 2]
I tell myself, “Stand up. You know what you saw.”
I tell myself, “A crown is a hat with a flaw.”
The little men shout from their very tall chairs;
I shout back so plainly they have to take care.

[Bridge]
No more waiting.
No more “perhaps.”
My own name
Fits in my grasp.

[Chorus]
Raise your voice! — I raise mine!
Take your place! — I take mine!
We are not asking permission tonight;
We are the answer, we are the reply!
Raise your voice! — I raise mine!
Take your place! — I take mine!

[Outro]
Who gets to choose?
I do.
And the whole room answers.