my dead gay son

you wait just a minute

paul! it is ignorant

hateful talk like yours that makes this world a place our boys could not live in!

they were not dirty!

they were not wrong!

they were two lonely verses

in the lord's great song!

our boys were pansies

bill!

yes!

my boy's a homosexual

and that don't scare me none. i want the world to know. i love my dead gay son!

i've been thinking. praying. reading some magazines. and it's time we opened our eyes!

well

the good lord made the universe

the lord created man

and i believe it's all a part of his gigantic plan

i know god has a reason

for each mountain and each flower

and why he chose to let our boys get busy in the shower!

they were not dirty. they were not fruits!

they were just two stray laces in the lord's big boots

well

i never cared for homos much until i reared me one

but now i've learned to love. i love my dead gay son!

he loves his son

he loves his son

his dead gay son!

now

i say my boy's in heaven!

and he's tanning by the pool

the cherubim walk with him and him

and jesus says it's cool!

they don't have crime or hatred

there's no bigotry or cursin'. just friendly fellows dressed up like their fav'rite village person!

they were not dirty. no

no!

they just had flair!

whoa!

they were two bright red ribbons in the lord's long hair

well

i used to see a homo and go reachin' for my gun

but now i've learned to love. and furthermore!

these boys were brave as hell!

these boys

they knew damn well!

those folks would judge 'em

they were desperate to be free!

they took a rebel stance

stripped to their underpants!

paul

i can't believe that you

still refuse to get a clue

after all that we been through. i'm talkin' you and me!

in the summer of '83!

that was one hell of a fishing trip

whoa

whoa

whoa

whoa

whoa

whoa

whoa!

they were not dirty. whoa!

and not perverse. no

no!

they were just two stray rhinestones

on the lord's big purse!

our job is now continuing the work that they begun!

'cause now we love

love

love!

we love your dead. they're up there disco dancing to the thump of angel wings!

they grab a mate. and roller skate. while judy garland sings!

they live a playful afterlife that's fancy-free and reckless!

they swing upon the pearly gates. and wear a pearly necklace!

whoo!

they were not dirty!

no!

they were good men!

and now they're happy bear cubs in the lord's big den!

go forth and love each other now

like our boys would have done

we'll teach the world to love. i love my dead gay son!

my son! my son!

not half bad

your dead gay son!

wish i had your dead gay son!

thank you

dad

for your. dead! gay! son!