Lyrics:

List monitors arrive with petition
Iron-fisted philosophy
Is your life worth a painting?
Is this 'girl versus boy' with different symbols?
Being born is power
Scout leader Nazi tagged as big sin
Your risk chains me hostage
Me, I'm fighting with my head, I am not ambiguous
I must look like a dork
Me, naked with textbook poems
Spout fountain against the Nazis
With weird kinds of sex symbols in speeches that are big dance thumps
If we heard mortar shells
We'd cuss more in our songs
And cut down, a guitar solo
So dig this big crux
Organizing the boy scouts for murder is wrong
Ten years beyond the big sweat point
Man, it was still there, ever without you coming back around, look
Coming together, for just a second, a peek
A guess at the wholeness that's way too big
At the wholeness that's way too big