Lyrics
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 animal