Gay Sex
Racist white dudes are not new
Racist white presidents are old news too
A burning cross in the night
Is as American as apple pie
(Oh beautiful for spacious skies, and bleaching out blood stains)
But look at us, we're so strong
We fall in love while the whole world tells us we're wrong
Yeah, look at us and our hearts
We fall in love while the world tears itself apart
They will come to curse our names
Try to make us feel ashamed (oh)
Yeah, they will come to curse our names
We'll just come and come again
Again
Oh, let's go home and have gay sex
We'll do it for the President
The sons of the Confederates
Oh, they wish they had love like this
Oh, let's go home and have gay sex (let's go home)
We'll do it for the President (and have gay sex, we'll)
The sons of the Confederates (do it for the)
Oh, they wish they could fuck like us (President)
This is my civil unrest
There are so many ways one can protest
Hold up your sign in the street
And when you're done, bring your fine ass home to me
They will come to curse our names (ooh)
Try to make us feel ashamed (oh)
Let them come to curse our names (ooh)
We'll just come and come and come again
Again
Oh, let's go home and have gay sex
We'll do it for the President
The sons of the Confederates
Oh, they wish they had love like this
Yeah, let's go home and have gay sex (let's go home)
We'll do it for the President (and have gay sex, we'll)
The sons of the Confederates (do it for the)
Oh, they wish they could fuck like us (President)
These sad straight white boys crying into pillows
"What we gonna do if we lose our privilege?"
"Oh good Lord, whose country is this?"
All these sad straight white boys crying into pillows
"What we gonna do if we lose our privilege?"
"Oh good Lord, whose country is this?"
Oh, let's go home and have gay sex
We'll do it for the President
The sons of the Confederates
Oh, they wish they had love like us
Oh, let's go home and have gay sex (let's go home)
We'll do it for the President (and have gay sex, we'll)
The sons of the Confederates (do it for the)
Oh, they wish they could fuck like us, yeah (President)
(Let's go home) they wish they had love like us
(Have gay sex, we'll) they wish they could fuck like us, oh
(Let's go home) they want stuff put in their butts, oh
(Have gay sex) yeah, they wish they could love
Racist white presidents are old news too
A burning cross in the night
Is as American as apple pie
(Oh beautiful for spacious skies, and bleaching out blood stains)
But look at us, we're so strong
We fall in love while the whole world tells us we're wrong
Yeah, look at us and our hearts
We fall in love while the world tears itself apart
They will come to curse our names
Try to make us feel ashamed (oh)
Yeah, they will come to curse our names
We'll just come and come again
Again
Oh, let's go home and have gay sex
We'll do it for the President
The sons of the Confederates
Oh, they wish they had love like this
Oh, let's go home and have gay sex (let's go home)
We'll do it for the President (and have gay sex, we'll)
The sons of the Confederates (do it for the)
Oh, they wish they could fuck like us (President)
This is my civil unrest
There are so many ways one can protest
Hold up your sign in the street
And when you're done, bring your fine ass home to me
They will come to curse our names (ooh)
Try to make us feel ashamed (oh)
Let them come to curse our names (ooh)
We'll just come and come and come again
Again
Oh, let's go home and have gay sex
We'll do it for the President
The sons of the Confederates
Oh, they wish they had love like this
Yeah, let's go home and have gay sex (let's go home)
We'll do it for the President (and have gay sex, we'll)
The sons of the Confederates (do it for the)
Oh, they wish they could fuck like us (President)
These sad straight white boys crying into pillows
"What we gonna do if we lose our privilege?"
"Oh good Lord, whose country is this?"
All these sad straight white boys crying into pillows
"What we gonna do if we lose our privilege?"
"Oh good Lord, whose country is this?"
Oh, let's go home and have gay sex
We'll do it for the President
The sons of the Confederates
Oh, they wish they had love like us
Oh, let's go home and have gay sex (let's go home)
We'll do it for the President (and have gay sex, we'll)
The sons of the Confederates (do it for the)
Oh, they wish they could fuck like us, yeah (President)
(Let's go home) they wish they had love like us
(Have gay sex, we'll) they wish they could fuck like us, oh
(Let's go home) they want stuff put in their butts, oh
(Have gay sex) yeah, they wish they could love
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Writer(s): Rebekah Steadwell
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