You've had a

Military theme drumming through your genes
And I guess you could say nature didn't roll your way.
But the blues in your eyes were borne by the seas
That your father once sailed, in the marines.

And those eyes make no noise
When you spy on the boys
Pasteurizing, pasteurizing.
Only drowning in beer,
Submerged, would you hear,
You're homogenizing, homogenizing,
You're homogenizing.

You've had a military theme drumming through your genes,
And I guess you could say nature didn't roll your way.
'Cause the pools of Hana won't wipe off those sins
When the murkiness lies behind plastic skin.

When the boys hate the femmes
Girls need strong men
It's misogynistic, homophobic.
And in these doldrums
Where you corset our love
I've gotta move on
No matter how strong
I've gotta move on.

You’ve had a

Military theme drumming through your genes
And I guess you could say nature didn't roll your way.