John gets out of jail on the first so you know he’s gonna stay at my house

He’s gonna call me “the c word” and that’s the nicest thing he does with his mouth

He may be in his fifties but don’t look a day over 72

He’s gonna try to break your fingers when he shakes hands with you

Think fast

Candice has a son to raise but I can’t send a gift for his birthday

She doesn’t need my pity, she’s doing fine on what her husband makes

But she’s happy to call the cops merely on a silly whim

It turns into a domestic charge and now they’ve gotta take somebody in

But that’s just how it is nowadays

You’ve gotta accept people for who they are

Linda’s got a new boyfriend and most of her family is dead

But what could she do if she’s up against old age and heroin?

She’s not gonna raise her daughter though she fought for custody

She’d rather drink in her family’s honor – it can’t be her fault, can’t you see?

That’s just how it is nowadays

You’ve gotta accept people for who they are

Who are you to suggest another way?

We’ve gotta accept people for who they are

You can name ‘em, you can shame ‘em, but if this world takes all kinds

Then the second you complain you are just another bully in disguise

Mary’s nodded out again but should we really wake her up?

Gettin’ high at the pharmacy is what this nation’s founded on

People went to war to fight so we could be degenerates

Innocent people gave their lives so we can all be hypocrites

That’s just how it is nowadays

You’ve gotta accept people for who they are

Even when we’re tempted to complain

We’ve gotta accept people for who they are