| Lyrics: | she wants to embrace her, however the world will change She wants to feel, but
she can
only describe it Don't let the monster stay under the bed , don't' let the
monster stay
under the bed Hey you, say what she needs to hear It's just like
Donna said it depends
where you're at in your head you can find what you need
maybe it's finding a very secret
place to hide your copy of Rubyfruit Jungle
maybe you're writing your own There's a wig
wearing boy named psychic Al
what's he's looking for, he won't find in school He stays up
late, flipping through
tapes Listening to songs he's heard a hundred times, but nothing's
there Hey you,
say what he needs to hear Queer sex is great, it's fun as shit don't worry
Jesus
is dead and God don't exist and swearing is fun, it's funner than piss, that's it's
stupid is a cruel and classist myth. Queer sex is great, it's fun as shit, Don't kill
yourself cause people can't deal with your brilliance Sometimes I can't remember
why i want to live Then i think of all the freaks and i don't want to miss this It's just
like Donna said it depends where you're at in your head. |
