We love to share the thoughts that we think
We tell what we tell, and we’ll yell when they stink

Who really cares if a monkey can SCREECH!
He don’t even know, about freedom of speech

Community is the stuff of utopian subdivisions
It’s the bull on the tracks

We should be fair with other’s beliefs
You’ll find that online you can learn how to queef*, skidoo yeah

Flog me with our Founding Fathers
After I say my peace

What it is, is what it is
Call it how you call it now
What it is, is what it is
Call it life or call it...?

Oh, I like to stare at life’s myriad scenes
I see what you see, If you see what I’ve seen

Depravity is the bastard child of all jackass invention
It’s a clown with an axe

I wouldn’t dare tell you all of the things
If I were to die, for the lies you’re hear-ing, skidoo yeah

Leave me with my wanton lover
And let my sins increase
Hang me by my tallywhacker
After I get a piece

What it is, is what it is
Ask me why oh, ask me YIKES!
What it is, is what it is
Call it like you’d call it like

What it is, is what it is
It remains a bit unchanged
What it is, is what it is
Rearrange the sea of change and...

What it is, is what it is
Call it strife or call it life

Don’t let me live deceased
Don’t let me live deceased
Don’t let me live deceased
Don’t let me live deceased

Knight me as a man of valor
Before I get your goat
Smote me in King Arthur’s courtyard
After I cut my throat

Catch me with the Farmer’s Daughter
After I sow my oats
Clothe me with hot tar and feathers
Before I get to gloat


* http://www.ebaumsworld.com/video/watch/80770053/