No more tears; no more crying No more sighing, lying, or dying No more HIV; no more tweaking No more d** or immune systems being weakened Just happy times and half-a**ed rhymes and mimes Because mimes are dears But most of all I want no more tears No more bad times; no more bummers No more SUVs and no more Hummers No more racism; no more discrimination No more fat dumb f**s keeping people out of our nation We're all one big band across this land and we should sing in tune Let us grow the balls to break the walls, we've got to do it soon But most of all I want: No more tears; No more crying No more sighing, lying or dying