Waking up in beaver crossing
I'll go to prayer circles
I'll forget every bible verse
I wrote down
In that filthy dinner
Where we talked about god
Me my grandma
And our landlord
All the midwestern queers
Will sing a song or two
Come out to their fathers
And always feel used
Watching old peanut specials
Dad's charlie brown pedal
All in that ant infested
Blue trailer
I'm sweating bullets
In hope center
Pastor's got a three story house
But he's still complaining
All the midwestern queers
Will sing a song or two
Come out to their fathers
And always feel used
And all the midwestern queers
Will sing a song or two
Come out to their fathers
And always feel used
Comments (0)