No more tears
 No more crying
 No more sighing, lying or dying
 No more HIV
 No more tweaking
 No more [bad word] or immune systems being weakened

 Just happy times and half assed rhymes and mimes
 Because mimes are dears
 But most of all I want no more tears

 No more bad times
 No more bummers
 No more SUV's and no more Hummer's
 No more racism
 No more discrimination
 No more fat dumb [bad word] keeping people out of our nation

 We're all on big band across this land and we should sing in tune
 Let us grow the balls to break the walls
 We've got to do it soon

 But most of all I want no more tears
 No more crying
 No more sighing, lying or dying