ALL FOR A FAG

 

There was no LGBTQ in 1973, a smell wafted off me

and came up to a head. Sisters’ boyfriend tried

to have me all for a fag. A priest thought I a lost

and troubled little lad. They both got a dig in head.

I came from macho republicanism but my mother

Kept me right in humanism and Lou Reed was my hero.

 

My only way out of this year was to kick-back, queer bashing,

They came out of the wood work So I crucified them beat one

with a plank nearly killed him, the poor guy-wasn’t his fault

wasn’t mine.

 

I wasn’t any-bodies play-thing. I knew my only one way.

Are we all twisted by priests and perverts is there such

Thing as a natural queer or? Are we all from a fucked up

Society, we have to start Loving again.