At first they seem deceiving as both sides try getting laid misogynists and party chicks may never see the day when they give up all their prior engagements held within because sex and drugs and rock-and-roll will always come again At the brink of dawn there's an endless light shining from her face after such a drunken night because she sleeps with such a solitude her comfort drives me mad, but when she wakes and smiles, it's like nothing could be bad because it's another day Girls called sluts that tease and trick, and guys called pigs thinking with the dick these gender roles that generalize leave us sour and blind March on Odysseus the Trojan Horse protects the Grease Helen's looking good tonight her face could launch a thousand ships to sea Because punk rock parties desecrate