i can sit in my room 
and play with my disgusting nuts
and you can't do a thing
i can reach over
and put my finger in shamus' ass
we ca laugh. we can't do a thing
your laws and rules aren't working
nobody asked for your approval
why should you decide what's acceptable?
you can't away this freedom
we've outgrown the guilt
interfere with people's lives
impose you "morality"
from controlling the reproductive rights
of women to the amputation of the end of a newborn dink
leave our bodies alone
do what you want with your own
you have no say this time
it seems to be the way
cut and clip what doesn't fit
so we cut and clip people just like paper dolls
lives have been decided 
bodies redesigned to fit our culture
someone wants to die kept alive
lives as tests and lives as food
lives as a commodity