A young man once said,
if you're thinking about it,
don't do it.
It's not worth it.

And now the loaded thief sits in your hands,
staring you down.
Do you do it?

What for? he said
Someone hurt you?
Something go wrong?
Still not worth it.

And now the shiny silver bandit lays in your fingers,
waiting to make a move.
Do you do it?

The only way to make it better,
he went on,
is to do help yourself.
It's never worth it.

And now you have the chance to turn it around,
the choice is yours.
Do you do it?

Jolly old conservative,
lean your ear this way!
Don't you know what it feels like
to be black or gay?
Of course you don't, but you refuse
to attempt to see
regardless if they're gay or black,
they're just like you and me!

Français est mon abri
parce que tu ne lis pas il.
Bien sûr, tu peux juste recherches il.
Mais, je ne souci pas.
Je ne souci rien.
C'est faux.

J'ai de l'affection de toi trop tant!
Alors, je connais c'est bête,
mais je dois parler,
je t'aime.
Non, j'adore toi.
Quand je suis avec toi,
je suis très heureuse!
Quelque chose à toi.
Je t'aime.