Look at you
With your straight lace
And your straight face
And your prada without feeling
You have no guts you are empty
You can't touch us
Climb up protest song
This is a protest song
Or it's an attest song
To serve as proof of this lie
It's a construct of lies
Brought to you by the year 1999 2999
More rock more talk
We've got sly moves baby
We are the #'s that knew
Mark our words we'll see you in the future
Kiss your fashion good-bye
We're for queer youth
We're go union
We are pro choice
We are not scared by you
It's a lie
It's a concept in lies
It's a defense of spies
Sent by us in the year 1999
We'll be there
Hope you won't be there too
