Introverts unite, I say,
Let's form a secret cult
Let us burn this unfair world
In a fierce revolt
It's the loud ones who are heard
And so the loud ones rule the world
But we are no minority
And it's our minds which hold the key
To the genius of mankind
And to each legendary find
But in this world we are as lost
As ducklings in the winter frost
A phone call’s harder than it seems
And so are games you play in teams
Smalltalk is a ghastly beast
The Evil we don't like the least
But on the other hand we may
All just stay at home
As unlike all these Extropervs
We're glad when left alone.