The Subject Was Faggots

The Subject Was Faggots

and the quote was "ain't nothin' happenin' but faggots and dope"

Faggots and dope, faggots and faggots and faggots who line dot dot dot dot dot

Like that, 34th street and 8th avenue

Giggling and grinning and prancing and shit

Trying their best to see to see the misses and misery

and miscellaneous misfits who attend the faggot ball

faggots who have come to ball

faggots who have come to ball

faggots who were balling because they couldn't get their balls

inside the faggot hall

Balling, balling, ball-less faggots

cutie cootie and snoodie faggots

I mean you just had to dig it to dig it

the crowning attraction being the arrival of Ms Brooklyn

looking like a half-back in a mini-skirt

with swan feathers covering

his err hers a it's pectoral and balls

and he err she or it prepared to enter the faggot ball

but sitting on the corner digging all that I did as I did

long long, black limousines and long flowin' evening gowns

had there been no sign on the door saying "faggot ball"

I might have entered, and god only knows just what would've happened