what's up with some of the kids?
call yourselves hardcore punks
well you're full of sh**
you're so not radical you closeted wimp
you got the bible up your a**
and christ is your pimp
insecure tough guy crap
yeah, that's dead
we believe you can change
we're not asking you to bed
compare your lyrics with what
the bigots have said
it's all the same rhetoric
and you're the fool that's been misled