Baa, baa, biggot,
Paranoid and loud;
imagines he's a victim,
So blustery and proud;
terrified of lefties,
and most immigrants,
certain all the Queer boys
want into his pants.
Quality.
__________________ I don't get it. I mean, why did they fuck with the formula? Where are the car songs? There's only one song about surfing and it's a downer!