Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Otep
Performer
Otep Shamaya
Lead Vocals
Aristotelis "Steampunk Spartan" Mihalopoulos
Electric Guitar
Justin "Handz" Kier
Drums
Jonny "Dope" Litten
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Otep Shamaya
Songwriter
Jonathan Litten
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Howard Benson
Producer
Mike Plotnikoff
Recording Engineer
Otep Shamaya
Producer
Hatsukazu "Hatch" Inagaki
Mastering Engineer
Howie Weinberg
Mastering Engineer
Gentry Studer
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Equal rights, equal lefts
Fight for your right, to exist
Equal rights, equal lefts
Fight for your right, to exist
Equal rights, equal lefts
Fight for your right, to exist
Fight for your right
To exist
He called me a dyke
I called him an ambulance
I can make you famous too
But you tremble at the thought of that
I've seen more spine in jellyfish
That's an invertebrate
Google that
I've been in the shadows long enough
I got nothing to lose
So I'm playing rough
So humdrum, so dumb
You picked a fight, with the wrong one
You brought a butter knife, to a tank fight
I'll put you on blast, and fucked your wife
Weapon system's activated, your ego's been deflated
Oh so dumb you need a ventilator
She seems so sweet, I had to taste her
Let's get one thing straight
I'm not
Sex is art, I'm Basquiat
Love is love, It can't be stopped
So go fuck yourself, cause it's all you got
Go fuck yourself, cause it's all you got
Equal rights, equal lefts
Fight for your right, to exist
Equal rights, equal lefts
Fight for your right, to exist
Equal rights, equal lefts
Fight for your right, to exist
Equal rights, equal lefts
Fight for your right, to exist
Coming out, swinging
I am a pariah, to every religion
It isn't a choice, but it is a decision
Come out of the closet, break out of the prison
Love who you are, let no one inhibit
Don't get in your way, or make a mistake
Of living in fear, for the rest of your days
So tighten your fists, and firmly say
The following phrase
He called me a dyke
I called him an ambulance
I can make you famous too
But you tremble at the thought of that
He called me a dyke
I called him an ambulance
I can make you famous too
But you tremble at the thought of that
So go fuck yourself
Cause it's all you got
Last but not least, let me finish the story
How I met a girl, and we fucked till the morning
She found religion in every position
Screaming "oh God!" and singing in hymnals
Day for the day, thus she claimed
But that's what these chicks always say
She's calling my home, texting my phone
Sending me snaps and begging for more
So say what you say, do what you do
But I'll always get, more pussy than you
I'll always get, more pussy than you
Equal rights, equal lefts
Fight for your right, to exist
Equal rights, equal lefts
Fight for your right, to exist
Equal rights, equal lefts
Fight for your right, to exist
Equal rights, equal lefts
Fight for your right, to exist
Fight for your right, to exist
Fight for your right, to exist
Fight for your right, to exist
Fight for your right, to exist
One thing straight
I'm not
Sex is an art
I'm Basquiat
One thing straight
I'm not
Written by: Jonathan Litten, Otep Shamaya