Hey, this song is for Marilyn and every drag queen
Oh brother, it's not like the past
We're wearing stilettos and talking too fast
Pa**ing the mirror hung up in pose
The boys they were fairest in immaculate clothes
Lunch with Janet Street Porter and Marilyn's nose
But this life is a baby, so sad when it grows
Into you and me, ah, what the hell we're gonna be?
Where will we go and what will we be?
If we can't communicate intelligently
There's a price on my head but I've never been free
I said, "'How d'ya keep your credibility?"
No more crying, no more trying
Please, no more dying
I just wanna be free
I'm taking the trouble right to your door
Why'd you do it, you ba*tard? Don't love you no more
Sinners beside me, saints on the right
And if you slow down, you'll be a turkey tonight
c'mon let's go a little further, don't be uptight
If you feel insecure, well, just turn off the light
Where will we go and what will we be?
If we can't communicate intelligently
There's a price on my head but I've never been free
I said, "'How d'ya keep your credibility?"
I said, "'How d'ya keep your credibility?"