Ste McCabe - Queer Clubbing lyrics

It's Ironic but true, I've had all kinds of abuse But the only ignorance I've suffered lately was from you I queue up in the cold to be open and free So why is it I feel b**hy eyes staring at me? When you have to camp it up just to get inside Is it any wonder that this is the land of stereotypes? I don't want to disco dance, and I don't want to celebrate Being free in our own segregated little way So when you speak to me don't try to partonise It doesn't work when there is buggar all behind your eyes I can't afford your friendship, cannot take your pace It's lucky that I'd sooner tear the skin from my own face Your bourgeois pretenses do nothing for me And I was never really a fan of misogyny So I'm going home to my unwanted straight friends Who only ever showed support and love regardless of your trends Back-stabbing is in, solidarity is out And now it's only drinking borders that we march about And when the h*mophobes come to take us out They will leave when they see you scratching each other's eyes out.