i won't let me down, i will not need a crutch
not a man to make me aroused, i have one dude - me - that i want
i won't let me down, no need for dicks to touch
cuz i don't think it's really much to think about (no way)

heaven knows i was just a young boy with no role for a sense of i.d.
i'd lust ev'ry bigger tough-made schoolboy's life, oye,
cuz the best i never was to me
a little taste of being first-place - damn, my hole needs a big fat rape
on a cock, my hole will be

but today, i'll say i've changed my brain - i'm not as gay, no way
see, i wanted better self-esteem

i think there's something to be known, i think it's time i told homos
they're ones who're needing some esteem or mental-health, gender-i.d.
take back the speech that gay is great, place back the sin of being gay
i just hope you understand gay pride just won't, cannot make a man

all we have to do now, is change our minds and change our views (somehow)
all we have to see is that guys' bones are nothing new and to blow them is naive

freedom, freedom, freedom
you've got to give your crutch a break
freedom, freedom, freedom
you've got to give your crutch away

heaven knows, we sure had some fun, boy, just some kids with no gender i.d.
(we were missing male identity)
marched at every little "gay pride" prank for self-love, boy,
we were living like the wannabees (give me any male-esteem)
we won our place, we're down with the straights
and it's known through the human race, wants are "born" and preconceived

but my brain says "hey, don't blame away - you've not obeyed commands"
"how you'd wanna get yourself manly"

i see what bugged me evermo', i think i've tried to be my beau
there was esteem i'd need to see, there was some jock i'd rather be
took back self-image that i made, don't think that guy'll be back again
i just hope you understand gay guys, they grope and touch better men

all we have to do now, is change our minds and change our views (somehow)
all we have to see is that guys' bones are nothing new and to blow them is naive

freedom, freedom, freedom
you've got to give your crutch a break
freedom, freedom, freedom
you've got to give your crutch away

once it looked like my role was fem'nine and i'd need guys to hold me well
but i grew my mind - if men were muscled, i'd look and find myself
oh, i could've come within talk-therapy or change my gen-
der - when you change your sex, hormones or chat,
it's just self-hate that's built to last

that's what you get, that's what you get, that's what you get for gaying your life
that's what you get, that's what you get - cuz after all your "gay pride,"
i just hope you'll understand gay gays, they grope for much better men

all we have to do now, is change our minds and change our views (somehow)
all we have to see is that guys' bones are nothing new and to blow them is naive

freedom, freedom, freedom
you've got to give your crutch a break
freedom, freedom, freedom
you've got to give your crutch away

(you've got to live, you've got to live, you've got to live)
(may not be what you want, get real, lose your fake identity)
(lose the face, now, you've got to live)