Lyrics: Dead Kennedys. Bedtime For Democracy. Macho Insecurity.

Name one thing on earth lower than a tough guy
Who talks with his fists instead of using his head
Who beats the shit out of anything it can't understand
Behind the muscle mask is a scared little boy

Called macho insecurity
Macho insecurity
Macho insecurity
You can't stand yourself

Got a bitch with me, why won't you say it to my face?
It's so easy to mouth off to others, where's your proof?
Maybe we can talk if you'd just drop your act
Nothing's ever solved by making childish threats

That's macho insecurity
Macho insecurity
Macho insecurity
You can't stand yourself

Why do you want people to be so afraid of you?
Why are you so scared of anything that's different?
No one's ever there when you need friends, you wonder why?
It's 'cause you take yourself so seriously
But being such a clown gives the rest of us the right to laugh

At your macho insecurity
Macho insecurity
Macho insecurity
You can't stand your

Macho insecurity
Macho insecurity
Macho insecurity
You can't stand yourself