Liar
Kathleen Hanna
Betty's got the back
of her dress all ripped out
Mama's got her face
muffled twist and shout
You're a liar
Liar, liar, you
got your pants on fire
You profit from the lie
You prophet from the lie
You profit from the rape
Lie baby
Eat meat, hate blacks, beat your fuckin wife
It's all connected
Deny, you live your life in denial
Stand my whole life on trial baby,
Deny, deny, deny, deny
(All we are saying is give peace a chance, hahaha)