No more tears; no more crying
No more sighing, lying, or dying
No more HIV; no more tweaking
No more drugs 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 Hummers
No more racism; no more discrimination
No more fat dumb fucks keeping people out of our nation
We're all one 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