Fairy Dust

Here, see the little queer, there's a volunteer

Don't you think he should get a haircut now

Like in the marines, all the magazines

Got a way for everyone to shape up



You don't wanna fall behind

Choking on a cloud of fairy dust, fairy dust

Now it's only greed and lust and pride and lust

And a few other sins



No, see the cherry lips, hands on the hips

Anyone would think your name was Oscar Wilde

Think you're pretty smart, poetry and art

Put him testosterone and vodka



Calling for the man of steel

To blow you fagots into fairy dust, fairy dust

Now it's only greed and lust and pride and lust

And a few other sins



We're happy to be gay, showing you the way

Gotta get your head, your heart you torso hard

Join another gym, loose your pseudonym

Soon we'll all be strait but only more so



Tell me who you're gonna find

To sprinkle on a little fairy dust, fairy dust

Now it's only greed and lust and pride and lust

And a few other sins