|Lyrics:||You know kids, I wish every mom and dad would make a speech to their|
teenagers and say kids, be
free, be whatever you are, do whatever you
want to do, just so long as you don't hurt anybody.
And remember kids,
I am your friend.
I would just like to say that it is my
That longer hair and other flamboyant affectations
Of appearance are nothing
Than the male's emergence from his drab camoflage
Into the gaudy plumage
is the birthright of his sex
There is a peculiar notion that elegant plumage
fine feathers are not proper for the male
That is the way things are
In most species