(un)told Prejudices
 作词 : French Teen Idol
 作曲 : French Teen Idol
Yeah,**** you,too.**** me?**** you.
**** you and this whole city and everyone in it
wrapped in plastic .
Ten yeras in the country,still no speakee English.
**** the squeegee men dirtying up the clean windshield of my car.
Get a ****ing job.
**** the Sikhs and the Pakistanis bombing down the avenues in decrepit cabs,
curry steaming out their pores,stinking up my day.
Terrorists in ****ing training.Slow the **** down!
getting one of those operations that elongate your *****.
**** the Chelsea Boys with their waxed chests and pumped-up biceps,
going down on each other in my parks and on my piers,jiggling their ****s on my Channel 35!
**** the Russians in Brighton Beach.
Mobster thugs sitting in cafes,sipping tea in little glasses,sugar cubes between their teeth,
**** the black-hatted Hasidim strolling up and down 47th Street in their dirty gabardine with their dandruff,
selling South African apartheid diamonds.
**** the Wall Street brokers.
Self-styled masters of the universe.
Michael Douglas-Gordon Gekko wannabe mother****ers figuring out new ways to rob hardworking people blind.
Move the **** on.
**** the corrupt cops with their ****-violating plungers
and their 41 shots,standing behind a blue wall of silence.
You betray our trust!
**** the priests who put their hands sown some innocent child's pants.
**** the church that protects them,delivering us into evil.
And while you're at it,**** J.C.
He got off easy-- a day on the cross ,a weekend in hell,
and all the hallelujahs of the legioned angels for eternity.
Try seven years in ****ing Otisville,J.　
let the fires rage ,let it burn to ****ing ash,
and then let the waters rise and submerge this whole art-infested place.