MIDWESTERN QUEERS

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