dont try to tell me what to do.......

Some men are led around by the nose

By the women who tell them what to oppose.

Who their friends are and who are their foes;

What to wear and where to buy their clothes.

Pretty little girls with their ribbons and bows

Find the weak men and them they expose.

I sure am happy that I'm not one of those.

Don't try to tell me what to do

For to run your own life you have no clue;

You can only see with a girlie view

And what girlies think I don't have a clue;

So go tell the weak men what to do.

Nunge you waste your time a' telling me

How I should act and how I should be;

My brain works well and my mind is free

And I know how to act and I act like me.

Weak men are a danger to other guys

'cause they believe what they're told...

Surprise! Surprise!!!

They have no desire to know what is true

So what the truth is they have no clue.

They feel the way they are told to feel

So any lies are no big deal;

They never know the truth so they never heal;

What do they care? Just feed them a meal.