Lyrics: Limp Wrist. Rainbows.

how do i fit in this rainbow machine?
pride and waves of flags in this beauty boy scene
shaved bodies tight tummies all around
i am such a lost queer walking the streets of boys town

fashion dictates if you're wrong or right
abercrombie fitch, gap what a fright
versace, prada, diesel and many more
label flashing shit what a bore

punk queers let's put it where it's at
balk or hairy thin or thick you know i like that fat
pull off your punk shirts and let's not hide
let's rework this thing they call pride