This is a song of remembrance
For our old boyfriends
But who now live with someone else
Well they're part of our lives
But now they've gone
But we still see them when the world seems beautiful

We men, we may find other guys
But this song is written for the ones

Crowded night, rock and roll bar
The band is playing loud with roaring guitars
The crowd is dancing madly, slamming in the pit
Im rubbing shoulders with a guy
Id love to rub more with
Im dancing gleefully at the edge of the fray
Here he comes again, in a ricochet my way

We're here to tell you, ya better make way
We're queer rockers in your face today
We can't relate to Judy Garland
It's a new generation of music calling

We're the buttfuckers of rock & roll
We wanna sock it to your hole
With loud guitars, we're gay and proud
We

I though I'd know what to do
You thought I'd know it too
I was a bad boyfriend
Thought I knew what I was in for
Turned out to be a lot more
I was a bad boyfriend
There's give and there is take
I chose the wrong one by mistake
I was a bad boyfriend
It was about

Size don't matter
Well that's usually true
More important
Is who it's attached to
But to find a larger tool
Can sometimes be so thrilling
It goes down smooth
Definitely more filling
It's fat and wide
I can barely get my hand around it
Thick as a can of bee

Inside a darkned room
Come face to face with gloom
More sorrow on the way
Ruining another day
It doesn't get you anywhere
To wallow in your own despair
Cause happiness is the best revenge
My father punched the clock
Raised his kids like another job
Did well fi

It was in the spring
When we first met
The time of year when young men's thoughts
Turn to other men
So young and romantic
But hopelessly naive
When you said I was perfect
I didn't know just what to believe
I'm glad we had our time
But glad to see it end
Do

The bigger the cushion
The sweeter the pushin'
The looser the waist band
The deeper the quicksand

My baby fits me like a flesh tuxedo
I'd love to sink him with my pink torpedo
Big Bottom Big Bottom
Talk about bum cakes my guy's got 'em
Big Bottom drive me out of

Two California valley boys
The very best of friends
They use to go on dates with girls
But now they don't pretend
After trying to deny it
They went ahead and tried
Couldn't believe how excellent it felt
It's no bogus journey
It's their hearts' true yearning
It

I went to touch you
But something wasn't right
I went to touch you
But something wasn't right
Under the blanket
There was a funny glow
You were blurry
Blurry down below

It wasn't TV
It was real life
It wasn't TV
It was real life
Some kind of melt

Cute drunk boys in gay bars
All the trouble they cause
They come onto you so bold
Get them home they pass out cold
You go to sleep, they start to snore
I can't put up with this any more

Oh no no, no no no, boyfriend wanted
Waited so long, how much more to go?

I've never been in anything like this before
We take off our clothes before we're in the door
Eight hours of work is especially tough
When three times a day is barely enough

I got the carrot,
Vou got the stick
You start to nibble
I start to lick
And we get our b

I'm a cock-sucking faggot, a flaming faggot
A fuck bunny, fruitcake, cum superdeli, homo
Uncle Walt, Auntie Mame, little sissy pansy
Fudge-packing butt pirate, drag queen, hairdresser
Interior decorator, pervert, pornographer
Sodomite, sex fiend, mincing, limpy-wrist
Scat

There's many a strange impulse out on the plains of West Texas;
There's many a young boy who feels things he don't comprehend.
Well small town don't like it when somebody falls between sexes,
No, small town don't like it when a cowboy has feelings for men.

Well I believe in my

I knew when I first met him
That I never would forget him
To find a beauty such as he in my bed was rare
To sleep with him I was excited
But later I was less delighted
When I found that special present
He left in my pubic hair

Now it's a crabby day, unhappy day

I see the tears see the pattern it comes and goes
and leaves you shattered
you shed for so many untrue
can you cry for a shadow?
can you cry for
a heart crying out for you?
can you cry for a shadow?
no one asked you to...

They don't deserve your precious tears

I've got nothing against a man
Whose dick is hard and straight
I'll take it in my hand
It sure feels great
But there's one thing
That turns me on for sure
And that is a man
Whose dick has got curvature

Curvature, curvature
Something that can peek out at me a

So sad now
No way out
The bottom of despair
Hormones raging
Going crazy
Is there another boy who cares?
Deep water
Pulling me down
Deep water
Afraid I'll drown
I hear the gays go
To San Francisco
That's so far away from here
School's a jail

Denny picked me up
Denny did me
He's got a tattoo of his dick on his belly
It was double vision disorienting
Denny's kind of a dorky fella
Denny's dramatic, Denny's dark
He ain't nothing like the restaurant
He's got HIV+ tattooed in black
In 6 inch letters on his

When I met him he was nice enough
For a short man trying act real tough in a bar
That kind of attitude won't get you very far
His shirt was open and I saw his chest
A salt-and-peper soft and furry mess
Man, you know how that turns me on
Then he took my hand
And ran it