S.m.d.

You don't like the clothes I wear

I'll shave my head or grow my hair

What makes you look over here

What are you queer?

Suck My Dick

Suck My Dick

Suck My Dick

You call my music sonic poison

Turn it down it's annoyin'

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

Kill these fucking pricks

Shins and bangers joing fight or one

Those who persecute battle til' they've won

Tired of being pressured

To join their plastic army

You conforming clones will be sorry

Suck

I won't change for anyone

My

Keep fighting 'til I'm done

Dick

I got a right to be myself

And you can go fuck yourself