[bad word] the men, they understand
Each other’s need for other men
For all alone there’s no defence
There’s no saviours

 [bad word] the dogs they’re on the path
They sense each [bad word] breath
They’re sickly [bad word] with confidence
So give it up

It’s not the way they change, but how they stay the same
In the coldness of the hollow streets here

 [bad word] the men they’re in their cars
 [bad word] the men with scarecrow arms
 [bad word] the men, let’s be alarmed
As the contest begins

Get on the daisy chain, and forfeit sense for gain
In the coldness of the hollow streets here

Are you big enough?
Are you strong enough?
Are you hard enough?
Are you flush enough?
Are you hung enough?
Are you straight enough?
Are you white enough?