up behind the bus stop in the toilets off the streets   there are traces of a killing on the floor beneath your feet   mixed in with the piss and beer are bloodstains on the floor   from the boy who got his head kicked in a night or two before       homophobia the worst disease   you can't love who you want to in times like these       in the pubs clubs and burgerbars breeding pens for pigs   alcohol testosterone and ignorance and fists   packs of hunting animals roam across the town   they find an easy victim and they punch him to the ground       homophobia the worst disease   you can't love who you want to in times like these       the siren of the ambulance the deadpan of the cops   chalk to mark the outline where the boy first dropped   beware the holy trinity church and state and law   for every death the virus gets more deadly than before       homophobia the worst disease   you can't love who you want to in times like these