Guttermouth - P.C.

You know, what pisses me off more than anything is all these People who Aren't exactly politically correct. like the other day, i was Out walking My siberian-american huskies. and you know how canines are: they Like to Sniff everything, including each other's butts. so some guy Walks up and He says, "man, get your dog's ass out of that other dog's Nose!"So, i replied, "how dare you call them dogs! they're Siberian-american Huskies. that's like calling an african-american a black. or Calling a Mexican-american a mexican. or calling a homosexual a stupid Faggot!" it Pissed me off so much i got a nose ring, died my hair blue and Moved to San francisco!My bus is broken down My spirit's broken too My girl's by my side So i don't feel so blue Thirty miles more To make it to the city Where junk is king And the air smells shitty What a friendly town It really suits us well It took some getting used to That fucking hippy smell Everyone corrects me Every time i speak I'm sick and fucking tired Of feeling like a stupid l.a. geek I like it I like it I like it I like it, yes i do I say it's not an issue It doesn't shed much light On a global scale It isn't worth the fight The tongue that girl speaks Is forked to you and me That bitch has got a problem I think it's called p.c.