Less Talk, More Rock

I’d like to actively encourage the toughest man
To dance as hard as he can to this
My song
And bring your stupid friends along
We wrote this song 'cause it’s fucking boring
To keep spelling out the words that you keep ignoring
And your macho shit won’t phase me now
It just makes us laugh, we got your cash, court-jester take a bow
Because did you know that when I was nine
I tried to fuck a friend of mine?
He was eight, then I turned ten
Fourteen years later it happened again
With another friend
This time with me on the receiving end
All the fists in the world can’t save you now
'Cause if you dance to this, you drink to me
And my sexuality
With your hands down my pants by transitive property