You know, what pisses me off more than anything is all these people whoaren't exactly politically correct. Like the other day, I was out walkingmy Siberian-American huskies. And you know how canines are: they like tosniff everything, including each other's butts. So some guy walks up andhe says, "Get your dog's ass out of that other dog's nose!"So, I replied, "How dare you call them dogs! They're Siberian-Americanhuskies. That's like calling an African-American a Black. Or calling aMexican-American a Mexican. Or calling a homosexual a stupid faggot!" Itpissed me off so much I got a nose ring, died my hair blue and moved toSan Francisco!My bus is broken downMy spirit's broken tooMy girl's by my sideSo I don't feel so blueThirty miles moreTo make it to the cityWhere junk is kingAnd the air smells shittyWhat a friendly townIt really suits us wellIt took some getting used toThat fucking hippy smellEveryone corrects meEvery time I speakI'm sick and fucking tiredOf feeling like a stupid L.A. geekI like itI like itI like itI like it, yes I doI say it's not an issueIt doesn't shed much lightOn a global scaleIt isn't worth the fightThe tongue that girl speaksIs forked to you and meThat bitch has got a problemI think it's called P.C.------------------------------------------------------------------------------