We men must stand, moustache together, not skin to skin, because that's kinda gay
And we don't stand to do things that way
Instead we stand connected intricately. By our hair follicles
Either by the hair on our faces, or the ones on our nipples
Women have had their time while we were at war.
Now it's our time to even the score, So rejoice, my brothers, and grow out that hair, in our moustache we share
We men must stand, moustache together, not skin to skin, because that's kinda gay
And we don't stand to do things that way. Instead we stand connected intricately
By our follicles, either by the hair on our faces, or the ones on our nipples
Women have had their time while we were at war. Now it's our time to even the score
So rejoice, my brothers, and grow out that hair in our moustache we share
We men must stand, moustache together, not skin to skin, because that's kinda gay
And we don't stand to do things that way
Instead we stand connected and intricately. By our hair follicles
Either by the hair on our faces, or the ones on our nipples