Из альбома: Deflowered
He thinks he's Oscar Wilde, but he's Paul Lynde
Can't say anything good about anything
He flips his cigarette with disdain
You've failed to live up to his standards again
He's a negative queen, he's a negative queen
He reads all the latest magazines
He's quick to fallow, but thinks he's in the lead
He was there and you weren't
You're out of it, you're not current
He's a negative queen, he's a negative queen
He drips disdain, he's lacking tact
He's popular in a scene
Where being nice is a radical act
Everything's got to be just so
If it's not, he'll let you know
Don't put up posters on Castro Street
He'll rip them down so he shop in peace
He's a negative queen, he's a negative queen
He struts into a bar with swagger
Stumbles out later with a stagger
Spent half his life in a bar
Now he looks so haggard
No sympathy for a braggart
Everything's got to be just so
If it's not, he'll let you know
Darling, you simply haven't lived
Unless you've lived like him
He's a negative queen, he's a negative queen