Don't laugh - but there are people in this world
Born as boys - and fighting to be girls
People standing in their way
Some are straight and some are gay
Calling them the drag queens
Say you can't be one of us
You only have yourself to blame
You don't fit
Don't laugh - but there are people in this town
Be polite say a whiter shade of brown
People that they gotta fight
Some are black and some are white
Calling them the half-breeds
Say you can't be one of us
You only have yourself to blame
You don't fit
That's what you're there for - square pegs in square holes
Round pegs in round
You get too big then they can't make new holes
So they'll cut you down
All ugly sisters must wear glass slippers
Or get out of town
But don't cry - If the people in your street
Lead a life that's more or less complete
Little problems every day
Little problems go away
Kid yourself you're fighting for life
Kid yourself you fight for love
But maybe in some other lifetime
You won't fit
And if you don't fit
You're fit for nothing at allEede/MacMichael
One more to tie to the whipping post
papers that peddle the holy ghost
once more the victim of circumstance pays
if paper plates serve the final feast
sharpen your knives for a front page piece
sitting safe in the front row seats
you make a big noise
big fire
big noise
you and the big boys are playin' with fire
big noise
you'd take me down to a peeping show
frame me in photos in old soho
now who's gonna give me a second chance?
you make a big noise
big fire
big noise
you and the big boys are playin' with fire
big noise
try to give me one thing
straight from the heart
straight from the heart...
so make a big noise
big fire
big noise
you and the big boys are playin' with fire
big noise...
and when the smoke clears
there's no fire
big noise
(straight from the heart?)