Propaganda

I passed by some familiar faces
But they flipped me off and cursed my name
I watched the hippies raise their signs
I saved my tears for another time

Another time, another time
Another time, another time
Another time, another time
Another time, another time

Man, I just wish that they could understand
That I had no choice whether or not to put a gun in my hand
I just wish that they could understand
I don't give a shit about, about being a man

Being a man, about being a man
Being a man, about being a man
Being a man, about being a man
Being a man, about being a man

It's all about being a man, about being a man
Being a man, about being a man
Being a man, about being a man
Being a man, about being a man