My friends it is time to stand up
It is time to let the corrupt and mild tempered ignorance to be put aside
Its time to divide the men from the boys
A mustache don’t make a man ask my aunt
My friends it is time to stand
Its time to treat our women with the respect they deserve
And serve them breakfast and aid the hurt hart that’s unseen
Every women has their scar
You don’t believe me ask of the scars no man stops to listen to care to try and mend
My friends you probably looking at me in hate but see there is more
My brothers
See I say brothers because I sit in this boat too
It rocks and rows and threw my own mutiny my advice thrown to the side
So listen