Album: Where Quantity Is Job #1
Nothing I can say
Will change your little mind
It's your clique and right or wrong
You won't be left behind
But you're weak
Equality's your trip
When all your friends agree
But freedom's just hip
When it's of sexuality
So you hate
I hope I live to see the day
When your sexually repressed hatred
Is finally washed away
It seems that you're trying to
Prove it to yourself
Build up the fences
You're just like everybody else
You wave your fist like you
Wave your fucking flag
And you'll prove it to me now
You're no fag but that's fucking weak
{Or, as Regal thought it said 8 years: "so we fight"}