Tekster: Screeching Weasel. Kill The Musicians. She's Giving Me The Creeps.

She's giving me the creeps
The girl I knew is dead
She says her armpits are hairy cause it's natural
So why does she shave her head?
Her legs are hairy logs
and she's got earrings in her face
What's with this hippie bullshit anyway?
She's giving me the creeps
She's Dawn Quixote
You can sell your LSD
in a dirt lot not cause People Park is free
The bums that she calls homeless people

still aren't eating now
And that broads that she calls "womyn"
still get raped
She's giving me the creeps
She wallows in her own words
Semantics mean much more then action
in her moronic world
I extend my most heartfelt apologies
For being white and male without a cause