letra de exile in gayville - a strange loop (original broadway cast recording)
[usher, spoken]
usher enters the s-xual marketplace…
[thoughts]
looking! into! hung!
[usher, spoken]
i’m gonna get all the d-cks. i will sell this house today!
[thoughts]
looking! into! hung!
[usher, spoken]
no one can stop the juggernaut. let’s go!
[usher]
inner white girl, let’s have fun
in this game called “f-ck-and-run”
headless horseman, clop and fart
be still, my sleepy hollow heart
here, i’ll practice white girl you
in hope that act will get me through
the way i feel stuck inside my skin
but also outside looking in
this exile in g-yville here
from h-ll’s kitchen to sayville here
then a bus, then a ferry, then an orgy on fire island
exile in g-yville here
to penn station from sayville here
from the frying pan, into the fire raging in h-ll’s kitchen
it’s time that i get burned
[thoughts]
looking! into! hung!
[thought, spoken]
six-foot-two, 179 pounds, muscular, single, packing in the front and in the back, able to take care of all your -n-l needs. just say hi! woof woof
[thoughts]
looking! into! hung!
[thought, spoken]
undetectable poz bottom taking loads in the toilet at lucky burger on 52nd street, just steps away from industry and therapy, come park it right here, gents! don’t be scurred, just say hi!
[thoughts]
looking! into! hung!
[thought, spoken]
laid-back, nice guy here. no agenda, no drama, just checkin’ things out, maybe looking for a gym buddy, lol. top, if it goes there. just say hi!
[usher, spoken]
hi…
hi!
[three thoughts, spoken]
too black
too black
too black
your d-ck too small
your d-ck too small
your d-ck too small!
and when was the last time you got your bussy in formation with beyoncé?
[usher, spoken]
not recently, adam-for-adam, because, as a general rule, i don’t fraternize with pop-culture terrorists!
(the thoughts gasp)
[thoughts]
oh no she did not just call beyoncé a terrorist!
[usher, spoken]
oh, yes she did!
[thoughts]
block! block! block! block!
block! block! block! block!
block! block! block! blo-ock!
is that shade you throw a crutch?
b-tch, you protest too d-mn much!
why so sour? why so stuck?
do or don’t you want to f-ck?
f-ck! f-ck! f-ck! f-ck!
yes, you’re ugly, yes, you’re fat
but somewhere, someone’s into that
so don’t be swindled by self-doubt
just keep on sending d-ck pics out!
[usher]
it’s an
exile in g-yville (f-ggot!)
from h-ll’s kitchen to seville (f-ggot!)
then a bus, then a ferry, then an orgy on fire island
[thoughts]
f-ck! f-ck! f-ck! f-ck!
[usher]
exile in g-yville (f-ggot!)
to penn station from seville (f-ggot!)
from the frying pan, into the fire raging in h-ll’s kitchen
[thoughts]
in h-ll’s kitchen
in h-ll’s kitchen!
[usher]
i hope you f-ggots burn!
[thoughts]
looking! into! hung!
[usher]
hungry to sh-t on your pale little faces
[thoughts]
too black, too black!
[thoughts]
looking! into! hung!
[usher]
hungry but part of me wants to trade places
[thoughts]
too fat, too fat!
[thoughts]
looking! into! hung!
[usher]
hungry to bury the s-xual anguish
[thoughts]
too fat!
[thoughts]
looking! into! hung!
[usher]
hungry to chop off my p-n-s and languish
my d-ck too small, my d-ck too small
too fat and black to live at all
so why don’t you just ravage me
with your white, g-y dan savagery?
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