if all of you men are making money
of of calling us bitches
then i'll do it myself
but i'll be making some switches
see eminem will be my
faggot bitch for a while
i'll bend him over hard
but i'll do it with style

i ain't got no 'tience this time of year
for all you frat boys dissin' on the queers

you know that song
about the closet
it reminds me of being gay
hey eminem why don't you lead the
fuckin' pride parade
and show the queers
you're not afraid to
take it in the rear
from holly near or britney spear

not quite a girl
not quite a woman
how about a butch dyke riding your bike
how about you slip on a skirt
and i'll slip you a shirt to put on
after i put it in
i wish howard zinn would run for president
i'm so sick and tired of all this shit

i ain't got no 'tience this time of year
for phony presidents always pushing fear

and i still can go to jail for taking off my shirt
and that tranny will still get fucked with for wearing a skirt
and i'll get protested for singing for naked women
and my pal marshall is gettinb it just for being him
and my shit, radio won't even play it
cuz it's coming from a tit

we need to get together
and make a spark
take over central park
stop this fucking war
be nice to each other
that'll even the score
make the world we want to live in
so no one's got to give in
past present future
you just felt them all
now and then some
and then we come
and for a moment
there's nothing wrong
just a song