You've had a Military theme drumming through your genes And I guess you could say nature didn't roll your way. But the blues in your eyes were borne by the seas That your father once sailed, in the marines. And those eyes make no noise When you spy on the boys Pasteurizing, pasteurizing. Only drowning in beer, Submerged, would you hear, You're h*mogenizing, h*mogenizing, You're h*mogenizing. You've had a military theme drumming through your genes, And I guess you could say nature didn't roll your way. 'Cause the pools of Hana won't wipe off those sins When the murkiness lies behind plastic skin. When the boys hate the femmes Girls need strong men It's misogynistic, h*mophobic. And in these doldrums Where you corset our love I've gotta move on No matter how strong I've gotta move on. You've had a Military theme drumming through your genes And I guess you could say nature didn't roll your way.