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Homophobia Acapella (Live)
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Up behind the bus stop in the toilets of the street
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There are traces of a killing on the floor beneath your feet
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Mixed in with the piss and beer are bloodstains on the floor
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From the boy who got his head kicked in a night or two before
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(Chorus)
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Homophobia--the worst disease
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You can't love who you want to love in times like these
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Homophobia--the worst disease
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You can't love who you want to love in times like these
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In the pubs, clubs, and burger bars, breeding pens for pigs
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Alcohol, testosterone, and ignorance and fists
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Packs of hunting animals roam across the town
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They find an easy victim and they punch him to the ground
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(Repeat chorus)
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The siren of the ambulance, the deadpan of the cops
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Chalk to mark the outline where the boy first dropped
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Beware the holy trinity: church and state and law
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For every death the virus gets more deadly than before
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(Repeat chorus)
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Homophobia Acapella (Live)
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Chumbawamba |