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?"