lovingly dedicated to the masculivoid formerly known as mr. freddie mercury

steve walks warily down the street with a flimsy, faded look
gay's so down and it sounds like he's beat, he's feeling death, feeling cooked
are you fretting, are you heading for this? are you playing like your head is eightteen?
now you have caught aids, you little priss, sends ya down - satan's heat

another one dies from lust, another one dies from lust
and another one gone, and another one gone, another one dies from lust
gay, you're gonna get yours soon, you fuck for some nightly fun

how can you think all the q "men" aren't wrong, self-doubt woos them so strong
you're groping for anything that is male, your dick's not found, you're not grown
are you happy being sad and slight, so wrong and so damned and beat
now you have caught aids, you little priss, sends you down - satan's heat

another one dies from lust, another one dies from lust
and another one gone, and another one gone, another one dies from lust
gay, you're gonna get yours soon, you fuck for some nightly fun

there are plenty of ways i could hurt a fag and bring her name on down
i could eat her, i could beat her, just like shepard matt
be heathen and be proud
but i'm better, they're just petty and q, i'm standing and i've grown up neat
now you have caught aids, i hear your lip repeating, "i'm proud" while you're beat

another one dies from lust, another one dies from lust,
and another one's gone, and another one's gone,
another one dies from lust
gay, you're gonna get yours soon, you fuck for some nightly fun

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