Lyrics:
Queers The

I don't know if you like me but it's true I'm totally retarded for you May look like it, but I'm not sniffing glue Or having my mom tell me what to do

BooBarella, it's funny that's her name Since I've seen her, I've never been the same I saved up from mowing all those lawns To buy Tina Turner records

I'm really not a jerk. I know how to dance. I'm never gonna work. I wear designer pants. Oh, my head is empty, And my brain, it hurts. I wanna be a real

All the guys that look oh so stupid And I wanna know why All the girls they get so impressed It maked me wanna die All that long hair makes me whine it

He rants and raves, he screams and shouts He always flips his lid But deep down inside he loves you kids I know that you think he's just a goon But he

Funny thoughts and funny words I've said Are rattling around inside my head This world ain't exactly how it seems These days things are weird and everybody

The girls dig the way the guys get all wiped out With their feet in the air you can hear 'em shout They're not afraid, not my boys They grit their teeth

You've been spreading lies around. You've been tryin' to put me down. Well, I went to the party, that much is true, But what you said I did, I didn't

I didn't feel so hot when I woke up today The phone rang, I grabbed it and I heard you say: "Hey man, whatcha doin' right now, Get off your ass and come