Testosterone Makes The World Go 'round Lyrics - Day Of The Death - Death By Stereo

In this great catastrophe, the evils of our world collide 

You're forced to stand alone and survive 

You against the world as they conquer and divide 

A passive nod or a smile as they casually walk by 

A spit and gesture of disgust as they turn the other way 

[Chorus] 

American teenage bullshit 

At one point it's got to stop 

But it's how I feel today 

Every time I see a cop 

Every time someone gets pushed around 

Sometimes I want to pop 

When I see you on the dance floor 

I'd like to pluck you from the crop 

A spit and a gesture of disgust 

As they turn the other way 

A small part of me hopes they turn around 

And another wants to ignore 

Sometimes out of pure hatred 

Another to kill the bore 

In this great catastrophe, the evils of our world collide 

The evils of our world collide 

[Chorus: x2] 

Go home 

Please go home 

Go 

Go 

[Chorus]