Solstice (u.s.a.) - S.m.d. lyrics

You don't like the clothes I wear I'll shave my head or grow my hair What makes you cook over here What are you queer? S.M.D. [3x] You call my music sonic poison Turn it's down it's annoying But it gives me pleasure to aggravate The ones I hate Walking down the streets a bottle Grazes off your head From a window someone laughing Spitting on your head Find a weapon bash their skulls in Don't they make you sick k** these f**ing pricks Shins and bangers joining fight or one Those who persecute battle 'til they've won Tired to being pressured To join their plastic army You conforming clones will be sorry s** I won't change for anyone My Keep fighting 'til I'm done Dick I got right to be myself And you can go f** yourself