Listen everybody to what I say
Halleluja, it´s judgement day
Kregs and parites every day
Mentors are here to stay
I love it when your head hangs like
A bowling ball tied to spaghetti
Because when I hack it
I´ll do it with a rusty machete
Watch out all creeps and all you fags
Listen to me, wimps with those shags
Being faggy and lookin´ like a bitch
You´ll be shucked and dumped in a ditch
All you new wavers on the block
I´m gonna ball your sister when I rock
Yeah baby, be a lay
Come on now it´s your judgement day
Judgement day,
Mentors all the way
All you rich kids make daddy buy your amps
But your tired music gives my ears the cramps
I wanna be poor and play judgement rock
Than look Sissy like a peacock
All you lesbos with your leather and spikes
All you are lesbians and dykes
Put on your combat boots and hike
Because you´re just another dinbat dyke
It´s judgement day, it´s here to stay every day
It´s judgement day
All you faggots, this is what I have to say
Cut off your heads, kill every gay
I don´t care if my buddies are afraids
They don´t wanna get no herpes or no AIDS
Come on now, you don´t wann fall like Rome
And become another home - and be gay
Kill ém every day, fag bashin´ all the way
No more sickness and no more AIDS
No more faggots, they should be beat up every day
hallelujha, we´re here to stay
Mentors all the way!
Heterosexuals have the right to rock
So glam fags get off the block
Who wants to see transvestites in drag
Who look like a glam rock fag
Looking like a sissy and a bitch
Ya look like that your daddy must be rich
Make up on their face and their hair in a shag
You know that they're a disgrace and a fag
Round up all glam faggots and put em in a cage
So the hetero Mentors can rock the stage
Heterosexuals have the right to rock
Wanna see a girl with a pussy and not a c***
Heterosexuals want a rockin' chance
We don't wear dresses, we wear pants
On the stage we'll rock you all we can
We're gross and fat, but we look like a man
Listen everyone, we're gonna rock
Look like a man not a peacock
The jerks with the make up who wear the braids
Are most likely to have aids
Heterosexuals have the right to rock
Heterosexuals have the right to rock
Heterosexuals have the right to rock
Heterosexuals have the right to rock
Ya know that their weiner looks like a noodle
They prance all around like a french poodle
They hang around in cliques for kicks
But we all know they're chicks with dicks
They wash their hair in a washing machine
You know it's full of sperm and it ain't too clean
The fags wear earrings in their ear
You know that they're a mother fucking queer
Heterosexuals have the right to rock
Put your homo head on the chopping block
Heteros want to see rock this year
Mentors and not a queer
Heterosexuals have the right to rock
Heterosexuals have the right to rock