It's not fair to hide under God to cause a lot of trouble
But travel somewhere far to set peace to prosper
Will be better of you than to set a firing burning all that grows up
With you with you all is under God you should know
And none can hurt those under even when they put no panties
Play a fair shot maybe they'll come to love you
Unless you're being not nice
Then they'll call you nut
Making a lot thing harder at them
And they'll sure hate you
For who you've chosen to be!
R