White bread picket lines Hate filled picket signs "It isn't fuckin' Adam and Steve!" Your megaphone mouth Come preachin' from the south Telling stupid people what to believe Fancy polyester Fancy gold ring smile A picture of the Wally and Beav But behind closed doors Toe tapping in the stalls You love that jar of Vaseline, yeah
Christ all mighty With the prejudice, man You're sayin' "faggots are sick," But then you're fuckin' other men The way you're treatin' me And every human being If you're the quintessential I'd rather be an animal
Queer lovin' motherfucker Should I call you father fucker? Tryin' so hard to hide You scream, I scream We all scream for sodomy But we're not denyin' what's inside, yeah Can I get an "amen?" Rally 'round the flag and Hide behind religiosity They can die for country But a wedding ring is out It's the way God wants the American dream, yeah
Christ all mighty With the prejudice, man You're sayin' "faggots are sick," But then you're fuckin' other men The way you're treatin' me And every human being If you're the quintessential I'd rather be an animal
And I know it's hard To live by your own words Morality is such a shitty thing When all your morals smell like a fuckin' turd
The voices are screamin', the drums are shakin' Rally every sympathetic cry! We're here, we're queer, and we're equal to you Though you've labeled us enemy mine! Shaking in your boots, you're pissing in your pants Hearing our voices roar! We're here we're queer and we're equal to you And we ain't takin' this shit anymore!
We are human, black and white Deserving of the very rights You hold within your iron fist Manipulation and the fear The losing battle ends here We'll no longer take your shit Every woman, ever man Straight, queer, we take a stand It isn't wrong to be gay We'll stomp you out, stomp you out Vote your fuckin' party out Cause we are the American way, yeah
Christ all mighty With the prejudice, man You're sayin' "faggots are sick," But then you're fuckin' other men The way you're treatin' me And every human being If you're the quintessential I'd rather be sayin' Christ all mighty With the prejudice, man You're sayin' "faggots are sick," But then you're fuckin' other men You do the hokey-pokey And you turn yourself around Telling other stupid fuckers Just who to put down, yeah Christ all mighty With the prejudice, man You're sayin' "faggots are sick," But then you're fuckin' other men The way you're treatin' me And every human being If you're the quintessential I'd rather be an animalTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
