Connotation, a word, a phrase, my crime
You can kiss my connotation, a word, a phrase, my crime
Free to speak my mind
They find you face down and they start to look around
They turn you face up and you say that you're proud
You know and handle your shit, they question what you have to say
Put on trial for self-expression, you smile and walk away
Before you speak why should you have to look around?
Say what you mean, say fuck, a verb and a noun,
a complex, flexible word- it's said
It's heard and then it's gone
Hang a man for what he says today;
tomorrow you'll hear it in a song
All these words that you love to hate are not necessary for me
But then again I won't change my ways,
I won't change to meet your needs
Told to hold you tongue and watch what you say,
choose your words wisely;
Freedom is the price you have to pay
Give your shit to me Give your shit away
Now you're put in your place and in your place you'll stay
Fuck is a word that doesn't mean shit to me