Lyrics

Hey Adam, do you hear me? It's Eve, I'm talking Hey Adam, do you hear me? Do you need more than volume? Hey Adam, do you hear me when I scream like a banshee? Hey Adam, do you hear me? Do you hear me? I'm talking All the non-eaters, they're the first breeders Thinking love is filling up with something Death by chocolate or some deep dish will give me all the hips If not for nothing But the baby weight you accidentally gained Doesn't shed like the guilt of fucking what's-his-name I got the invitation, I've had enough Caucasians The sticker for my name to cover up the shame Of a big gigantic fucking A But I took a chance, you just pulled down your pants Next time you can tell that dumb footballer no You've been drafted for a war against your will A war we didn't choose but we've been bleeding for years Black men, white man, Asian men, Puerto Ricans, Samoans You have to choose If you don't decide, they'll choose for you You're either with us or you're against us If you're against us, fuck you