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If all you men are making money Off callin' us bitches then I'll just do it myself But I'll be making some switches See Eminem will be my faggot bitch for awhile I'll bend him over hard but I'll do it with style I ain't got no patience this time of year For all you frat boys dissin' on the queers I ain't got no patience this time of year For all you frat boys dissin' on the queers That song about the closet it reminds me of being gay Hey Eminem why don't you lead the Fucking pride parade and show the queers You're not afraid to take it in the rear From Holly Near or Britney Spears 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 patience this time of year For phony presidents always pushing fear I ain't got no patience this time of year For phony presidents always pushing fear I still could 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 gettin' it just for being him And my shit-radio won't even play it 'cause 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 what 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 For a moment there's nothing wrong just a song |