I'm not your friend

I'm not your friend

You don't have any friends
Only people who think like you do
And if you waver in the slightist
You know exactly what they'll do

Oh they talk about freedom
But you wouldn't stand a chance
If you don't follow the party line
And dance every step to their dance

Of Infirmative action
Of America's always wrong
And the only way the world will love us
Is for us not to be so strong

And you don't know what fake is
Or you wouldn't open your mouth like that
And spill out all your trauma drama
Without any relevant back up facts

You're just a hit and run
You're just a short quick flame
Who trys to rough puff up all big
But you are basically ... tame

You're a nice guy right
Because you don't have any other choice
It would take a certain kind of strength
For you to find your real voice

And you may or may not
More than likely probably not
Because there's just a whole lot of
Encouragement now-a-days

To remain a smart assed snot




Neils
7:04 pm
06/27/2003
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transcribed this time
1:32 pm
06/18/2005