Propaganda Lyrics

I passed by some familiar faces,
But they flipped me off & cursed my name,
I watched the hippies raisetheir signs
And I saved my tears for another time,
Another time, another time...

I just wish that they could understand
That I had no choice whether or not
To put a gun in my hand
I wish that they could understand
I don't give a shit about being a man
Being a man, being a ma.n..