Lyrics:

Musical correctness
It's just a guide on how to perform
Everything less
Stuffed up opinions
Dooms all thinking
Trying to put everything in a box
Freaks in uniform
Creating norms
It's misguided unity!
In it for the thrill
It's got it's own will
You can go 'Na-Na-Na-Na' yourself
Can't keep it clean
It's a live pinball machine
You can go 'Na-Na-Na-Na' yourself
A dangerous decease
But I don't wanna be cured
I don't want to just be pure
It's low self esteem
Creates inbreeds
A zombified closed community
A brainwashed breed of hypocrisy
It's misguided loyalty!

You got it, don't need no uniform
To know where i belong
Freak out!