Jc Hates Faggots - John Grant

I’ve felt uncomfortable since the day that I was born

Since the day I glimpsed the black abyss in your eyes

There’s no way you could make all of this shit up on your own

It could only come from the mastermind of lies

I can’t believe that I’ve considered taking my own life

'Cause I believed the lies about me were the truth

It will be magic to watch your transformation when you realize that you’ve been

had

It’s enough to make a guy like me feel sad

'Cause you tell me that

Jesus

He hates fruit loops, son

We told you that when you were young

Or pretty much anything you want him to Like sitcoms, pedophiles and kangaroos

Morons who cut in line

Three-bean salad and parking fines

And when we win this war on society

I hope your blind eyes will be opened and you’ll see

The arrogance it takes to walk around in the world the way you do It turns my brain to jelly every time

The rage and fear I’m feeling have begun to make me sick

And I think that I might be about to commit a crime

And you tell me that

Jesus

He hates homos, son

We told you that when you were young

Or pretty much anything you want him to Like Cocoa Puffs, red cars and Jews

Postal clerks who waste your time

Weight loss shakes, and the local news

And when we win the war on society

I hope your blind eyes will be opened and you’ll see

'Cause Jesus

He hates faggots, son

We told you that when you were young

Or pretty much anyone you want him to Like niggers, spics, redskins and kikes

Men who cannot tame their wives

Weaklings, cowards, and bull dykes

And when we win the war on society

I hope your blind eyes will be opened and you’ll see