Letra

Racist white dudes are not new Racist white presidents are old news too A burning cross in the night Is as American as apple pie (Oh beautiful for spacious skies, and bleaching out blood stains) But look at us, we're so strong We fall in love while the whole world tells us we're wrong Yeah, look at us and our hearts We fall in love while the world tears itself apart They will come to curse our names Try to make us feel ashamed (oh) Yeah, they will come to curse our names We'll just come and come again Again Oh, let's go home and have gay sex We'll do it for the President The sons of the Confederates Oh, they wish they had love like this Oh, let's go home and have gay sex (let's go home) We'll do it for the President (and have gay sex, we'll) The sons of the Confederates (do it for the) Oh, they wish they could fuck like us (President) This is my civil unrest There are so many ways one can protest Hold up your sign in the street And when you're done, bring your fine ass home to me They will come to curse our names (ooh) Try to make us feel ashamed (oh) Let them come to curse our names (ooh) We'll just come and come and come again Again Oh, let's go home and have gay sex We'll do it for the President The sons of the Confederates Oh, they wish they had love like this Yeah, let's go home and have gay sex (let's go home) We'll do it for the President (and have gay sex, we'll) The sons of the Confederates (do it for the) Oh, they wish they could fuck like us (President) These sad straight white boys crying into pillows "What we gonna do if we lose our privilege?" "Oh good Lord, whose country is this?" All these sad straight white boys crying into pillows "What we gonna do if we lose our privilege?" "Oh good Lord, whose country is this?" Oh, let's go home and have gay sex We'll do it for the President The sons of the Confederates Oh, they wish they had love like us Oh, let's go home and have gay sex (let's go home) We'll do it for the President (and have gay sex, we'll) The sons of the Confederates (do it for the) Oh, they wish they could fuck like us, yeah (President) (Let's go home) they wish they had love like us (Have gay sex, we'll) they wish they could fuck like us, oh (Let's go home) they want stuff put in their butts, oh (Have gay sex) yeah, they wish they could love
Writer(s): Rebekah Steadwell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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