letra de gay pride - fruit punch
2015 working at a museum
i heard the words from justice scalia
they told the world that we were now equal
marriage legalized
tears in our eyes
jumping up and down party time
first g-y couple in michigan were friends of mine
but i wondered, would this change my life?
the new guy at work locks eyes with me
not trying to flirt, it’s a fantasy but
i turn the corner and swoon up against the wall
i’m overcome by feelings i can’t control
sassoku kokoro ga doki doki suru
mattaku atama ga kura sh-te kuru
oh my god, calm down
it’s just 1 out of every 18
that’s the chance he bats for my team
1 out of every 18
no hair don’t break the deal
that dad bod still got s-x appeal
oh my god, i just can’t conceal
the way i feel about you
i want to make contact
but it’s a mismatch
cause i’m an alien who landed in a sp-ce crash
flashback, coming out at age 15
who would’ve thought being g-y
would be so meaningless?
just an inconvenience?
work for love
i gotta
i gotta
i gotta
i gotta
i gotta
i gotta
work for love
is there another dimension
that they just don’t care
don’t care to mention?
maybe i’m from there
cause i don’t make sense
i’m drawn to the wrong ones
stuck in the uneven
don’t tell me bout boystown, gazi, castro, chelsea, grindr, scruff
don’t tell me bout the apartment
or f-kuoka
i’ve had enough
i go out to see some fresh faces
skinny jeans in warehouse sp-ces but
my g-ydar don’t get one blip
my tastebuds are not equipped for
all beef and no fruit
this meal won’t do
i gotta go to work
work for love
i gotta
i gotta
i gotta
i gotta
i gotta
i gotta
work for love
i’m a ghoul, turn around, i’m invisible
start to speak, and i’m pure
h0m-s-xual
looking at you, looking for clues
a probe
a fl!ck of the wrist, a feminine twist
a tone
there are things you don’t learn in high school
games you play when your little mouth starts to drool
g-y pride, what’s that? sounds fun
big parades and hot dudes, we’re #1
but real life is not like that
queer dudes with 2% body fat
i go out to see some fresh faces
skinny jeans in warehouse sp-ces but
my g-ydar don’t get one blip
my tastebuds are not equipped for —
1 out of every 18
that’s the chance he bats for my team
1 out of every 18
no vitamin g, i’m getting fed up
cool dudes are plenty, but g-y ones are not enough
it’s not enough
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