David Allan Coe - Anita briant

Well ^GF**k Anita Briant, who the hell is s^Che ^DTellin? all them f****ts, that they can?t be ^Gfree ^GThrow that b***h in prison, maybe then she?ll ^Csee ^DJust how much homosexuals mean to ^Gme.

Because they ^Gwash your clothes, clean your cell Help you drain your ^Chose, ^Dgive you smokes Laugh at all your jokes, s^Gew up all your clothes Rub your feet, beat your meat Heaven only ^Cknows, ^Dwhat I?d do without those ho^Gmosexuals.

^DThey ^Call ^Gread and write, f**k all night Clean your finger^Cnails ^DHelp you dress, play your chest ^GLay you down some rails ^GBe your wife, take your life in a jealous ^Crage ^DWho says we don?t need them ho^Gmosexuals.

I ^Dtell ^Cyou, ^Gsome are big, some are small Some are in be^Ctween ^DSome are yellow belly queers, and so^Gme of them are mean ^GSome are killers, and some are thieves And some are singers ^Ctoo ^DIn fact Anita Briant, some act just like yo^Gu.

So ^GF**k Anita Briant, who the hell is s^Che ^DTellin? all them f****ts, that they can?t be ^Gfree ^GThrow that b***h in prison, maybe then she?ll ^Csee ^DJust how much homosexuals mean to ^Gme.