Take It From The Source

<br>i was sitting in basil`s with a friend and coffee<br>thinking the world a fine place to be<br>when the man on my right got up to leave<br>and left a little piece of his mind with me<br>he said, "faggots like you should be put in asylums"<br>now tell me, who takes the blame<br>for his being scared, so unaware<br>that he would fire his fear without an ounce of shame<br>whatever happened to love thy neighbour?<br>nothing more than a worn out clich<br>are all men created equal or has this too become pass?<br>you don`t need to open your mouth for me to read your lips<br>i can follow the language displayed on your finger tip<br>they don`t look before they leap<br>they don`t think before they speak<br>they just sharpen their tongues on you and me<br>spit poison darts between perfect teeth<br>you`ve <br>got to take it from the source<br>look at where it`s coming from<br>you`re got to take it from the source<br>they`re only wasted words on me<br>i guess i just don`t measure up<br>strayed from the straight and narrow road<br>so you lock me up, throw away the key<br>`cause i don`t live by your dress code<br>that`s ok, i`ve heard it before<br>you can open the wound i feel no pain<br>i don`t need an armour suit<br>you`re the one with the ball and chain<br>-chorus-