No more tears
No more crying
No more sighing, lying or dying
No more HIV
No more tweaking
No more drugs or immune systems being weakened
Just happy times and half assed rhymes and mimes
Because mimes are dears
But most of all I want no more tears
No more bad times
No more bummers
No more SUV’s and no more Hummer’s
No more racism
No more discrimination
No more fat dumb fucks keeping people out of our nation
We’re all on big band across this land and we should sing in tune
Let us grow the balls to break the walls
We’ve got to do it soon
But most of all I want no more tears
No more crying
No more sighing, lying or dying