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Censor This Lyrics by Tribe 8

By The Time We Get To Colorado

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We don't need right wing, we got each other
We don't need the NEA to tell us what to do
Our lesbian and gay sisters and brothers
Do a better job than those Christian right mothers

You say we stand out, yeah, that's what it's about
Amerikkka won't like us, they'll never like us
Mainstream you fit in
You don't wanna rock the boat in your subtle suit and tie
And your Mohair coat
You don't make the straights mad, you try to assimilate
You don't understand a thing about Tribe 8

You tell us, "Keep your shirt on, no tits and no ass."
"You know that rubber dick is just a little bit crass."
Must be mighty uncomfortable with that two-by-four up your ass
"Let's not upset the cops, let's show a little class."
Well, maybe that's what it's about, it's about your middle class values

We don't need Jesse Helms, we got each other
We don't need the NEA to tell us what to do
Our lesbian and gay sisters and brothers
Do a better job than those Christian right mothers

Never stretch any limits in the middle of the road and you wanna stay in it
You work hard to get the things that make you a guppie
Then we come along and we wanna screw it up
We got the punk rock mohawk, rings in our nose
You're wearin' fifty dollar Dior pantyhose
You dine on caviar, we chow on Top Ramen
You lyin' to Big Brother about what we got in common
And we're all a bunch of perverts and deviants
And none of your assimilation will alleviate...
The fear and the hate
That emanate from the straight white hope that wants to seal
Seal our fate in Hell!

We ought to be nice so we can ride in your parade
So we can play on your stage on Gay Pride Day
You say stand out, yeah? Out's what it's about
Amerikkka won't like us, they'll never like us
You want us to dress like you
Young Republicans, shoulder pads and pumps
Just how studly can you get
I ain't het, you can bet I ain't tradin' my boots for a suit
You say homocore's all wrong, we could all get along
With straight middle class whites
We won't get no rights being buck naked dykes
Waving big rubber schlongs, licking boots
And fucking sheep, sucking silicone dongs
Oh my, how rude
Call me Obnoxia
Tired of you puttin' us in a box
Ya got that trick from straight society, all your judgements from patriarchy
Next comes a lecture on Christianity
Like we really wanna know
Kiss off!
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Tribe 8

Tribe 8

About “Censor This” by Tribe 8

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"Censor This" appears on "By The Time We Get To Colorado ".

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