New!
-Bring it back-
I heard that the queens from "Queer Eye for the Straight Guy" were in my town.
Held a meet n greet at Club Cafe to promote their affair with Boston's Red Sox.
Lord, if I had met them bitches,
I would've said, "Shame on ya'll for commercializing our shit,
Propegating this tired metrosexual trend.
How can you live with yourselves, smilin' and profilin' with the same meatheads
Who spit out 'fag' jokes in their lockerooms?"
It is so too much to take being Gay nowadays,
What they call progress, I see regress
No less than tokenism and blandness.
Feel trashy when I touch "Girlfriends"
Lost when I read "The Advocate"
Don't get me started on "In Newsweekly" and
"Metro" just makes me sick.
HRC, Larry Kramer don't speak for me,
Or champion my causes.
My concerns are too radical for the ink.
I wanna bring it on back
To the way things used to be.
Trying to form a Queer Liberation Army
Why don't you all join me?
Aren't you tired of being angry?
Then help me break us all free.
Gonna form a Queer Liberation Army
To get us right on that track.
I read somewhere that QUEER used to mean SOMETHING.
Dangerous.
Scandalous.
Oooh, that's marvelous.
Now, everything's so safe.
Sanitized, de-sexualized.
Just like you Straights with just an extra gay twist.
This book had full-color pictures
of leather, silver studs,
REAL dykes on bikes,
Handlebar mustaches coated with glitter.
Drag queens holding services,
Lovely trannies in the VIP section of every bar.
An orgy of soft femmes, moderate femmes, butch femmes,
Butch faeries, bear cubs of every creed and color.
Lipstick on practically everyone,
Each body poured into skin tight blue jeans,
Everything reaked of luscious, trashy decadence.
Sex, Sweat.
Sneers on every QUEER.
Back then , it wasn't chic to be QUEER
Not some buzz word to push Bud Light Beer.
Are we just drinking our lives away?
I wanna bring it on back
To the way things used to be
Trying to form a Queer Liberation Army
You need to join me.
Aren't you tired of being angry?
Just help me break us all free
Gonna form a Queer Liberation Army
To get us right on that track.
Listen, don't get it twisted
We have been up-lifted
From monsters to now fools.
The new visability has become a disability,
a liability, what about us individually?
Captialism has seeped into our community.
Carin' more about money, power and privlege than the enemy.
Marriage seems to have topped the list of our national agenda
Pushing everything else out of the way.
"Will and Grace" is cute,
Hell, even my grandmama likes it.
But the sight of Jack
Pushes our whole movement back.
As funny and fabulous as Ellen may be
Don't you wish she'd have more queer guests occasionally?
But they're both hits with the midwest demographic.
Don't have an IPOD,
My Sidekick is a real person
And this whole outfit cost me $19.95.
I wanna bring it on back
To the way things used to be
Trying to form a Queer Liberation Army
You need to join me.
Aren't you tired of being angry
Then help me break the chains.
Gonna form a Queer Liberation Army
So that our dignity can be reclaimed.
Don't tell me to happy, content with this shit
To sit back and be thankful for this stint.
I ain't your decorator,
Ain't your hairstylist.
Ain't the Best friend or shopping buddy you never had.
I'm moblizing tonight
'Cuz we need to go out and fight
To be Queer, full-bodied and free
I know some soliders, where ya'll at?
WHERE YOU AT?
I heard that the queens from "Queer Eye for the Straight Guy" were in my town.
Held a meet n greet at Club Cafe to promote their affair with Boston's Red Sox.
Lord, if I had met them bitches,
I would've said, "Shame on ya'll for commercializing our shit,
Propegating this tired metrosexual trend.
How can you live with yourselves, smilin' and profilin' with the same meatheads
Who spit out 'fag' jokes in their lockerooms?"
It is so too much to take being Gay nowadays,
What they call progress, I see regress
No less than tokenism and blandness.
Feel trashy when I touch "Girlfriends"
Lost when I read "The Advocate"
Don't get me started on "In Newsweekly" and
"Metro" just makes me sick.
HRC, Larry Kramer don't speak for me,
Or champion my causes.
My concerns are too radical for the ink.
I wanna bring it on back
To the way things used to be.
Trying to form a Queer Liberation Army
Why don't you all join me?
Aren't you tired of being angry?
Then help me break us all free.
Gonna form a Queer Liberation Army
To get us right on that track.
I read somewhere that QUEER used to mean SOMETHING.
Dangerous.
Scandalous.
Oooh, that's marvelous.
Now, everything's so safe.
Sanitized, de-sexualized.
Just like you Straights with just an extra gay twist.
This book had full-color pictures
of leather, silver studs,
REAL dykes on bikes,
Handlebar mustaches coated with glitter.
Drag queens holding services,
Lovely trannies in the VIP section of every bar.
An orgy of soft femmes, moderate femmes, butch femmes,
Butch faeries, bear cubs of every creed and color.
Lipstick on practically everyone,
Each body poured into skin tight blue jeans,
Everything reaked of luscious, trashy decadence.
Sex, Sweat.
Sneers on every QUEER.
Back then , it wasn't chic to be QUEER
Not some buzz word to push Bud Light Beer.
Are we just drinking our lives away?
I wanna bring it on back
To the way things used to be
Trying to form a Queer Liberation Army
You need to join me.
Aren't you tired of being angry?
Just help me break us all free
Gonna form a Queer Liberation Army
To get us right on that track.
Listen, don't get it twisted
We have been up-lifted
From monsters to now fools.
The new visability has become a disability,
a liability, what about us individually?
Captialism has seeped into our community.
Carin' more about money, power and privlege than the enemy.
Marriage seems to have topped the list of our national agenda
Pushing everything else out of the way.
"Will and Grace" is cute,
Hell, even my grandmama likes it.
But the sight of Jack
Pushes our whole movement back.
As funny and fabulous as Ellen may be
Don't you wish she'd have more queer guests occasionally?
But they're both hits with the midwest demographic.
Don't have an IPOD,
My Sidekick is a real person
And this whole outfit cost me $19.95.
I wanna bring it on back
To the way things used to be
Trying to form a Queer Liberation Army
You need to join me.
Aren't you tired of being angry
Then help me break the chains.
Gonna form a Queer Liberation Army
So that our dignity can be reclaimed.
Don't tell me to happy, content with this shit
To sit back and be thankful for this stint.
I ain't your decorator,
Ain't your hairstylist.
Ain't the Best friend or shopping buddy you never had.
I'm moblizing tonight
'Cuz we need to go out and fight
To be Queer, full-bodied and free
I know some soliders, where ya'll at?
WHERE YOU AT?