U.S. Gay - Sons of an Illustrious Father

If I don’t die tonight

I’m gonna dance until I do

And if you’re not too afraid

I wanna dance with you

If I’m not shot tonight

I’ll shoot instead for the top

And if you want to give me a shot

I swear I’ll never stop

I want «FAG"tattooed in red on my forehead

A revolution in my bed

To do as Valerie said (cut up men)

I wanna be straight instead

If we make it through the night

Girl, I won’t marry you

But we can celebrate our love for each other

And our other lovers, too

I want us murdered, martyred, mutilated

Matthew Shepharded to the calm

To sprout wings as we fall

Don’t want my friends dead at all

If you wanna fuck shit up

I’ll fuck with you

And if you want to fix it up

We can do that too

Oooh, oooooh

What’s a poor boygirl to do

Oooh, oooooh

What’s a poor boygirl to do

Oooh, oooooh

What’s a poor boygirl to do

What’s a poor boygirl to do

To be gay in the U.S.A.

Is not feeling bright and gay

To be gay in the U.S.A.

Is not feeling bright and gay

To be gay in the U.S.A.

Is not feeling bright and gay

To be gay in the U.S.A.

Is not feeling bright and gay

Who knows how long we’ll live anyway