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Frank zappa (guitar, synclavier)
Steve vai (guitar)
Ray white (guitar, vocals)
Tommy mars (keyboards)
Chuck wild (piano)
Arthur barrow (bass)
Scott thunes (bass)
Jay anderson (string bass)
Ed mann (percussion)
Chad wackerman (drums)
Ike willis (vocals)
Terry bozzio (vocals)
Dale bozzio (vocals)
Napoleon murphy brock (vocals)
Bob harris (vocals)
Johnny "guitar" watson (vocals)

Ensemble: (singing)
He's so gay
He's so gay
He's very very gay
He's so gay
He's so gay
And he likes to be that way
With his keys all on the right
He's into rubber every night
He's so gay
He's so gay
He's almost everyone today

He's okay
He's okay
He's got a role he wants to play
He's okay
He's okay
He's just a cowboy for a day

Of course, his evening's not complete
Without some meat in the seat;
Let's skate away
Down santa monica today

Maybe he wants a little spanking
Maybe he'll eat a little chain
Maybe his lover should be thanking him
For the way he makes it sprinkle
Into drops of golden rain

He's so gay
He's so gay
He rules the city in a way
You could say
You could say
It's sorta different today
All the taffeta and chintz
And every leather boy's a prince
Hey hey hey!
Please don't look the other way

You could be just like him
Tomorrow!
Maybe you'll get a chance
To borrow
(borrow)
His bouquet
And maybe later...maybe later
We'll all be
Gay-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y!
Do you really wanna hurt me?
Frank zappa (guitar, synclavier)   Steve vai (guitar)   Ray white (guitar, vocals)   Tommy mars (keyboards)   Chuck wild (piano)   Arthur barrow (bass)   Scott thunes (bass)   Jay anderson (string bass)   Ed mann (percussion)   Chad wackerman (drums)   Ike willis (vocals)   Terry bozzio (vocals)   Dale bozzio (vocals)   Napoleon murphy brock (vocals)   Bob harris (vocals)   Johnny "guitar" watson (vocals)      Ensemble: (singing)   He's so gay   He's so gay   He's very very gay   He's so gay   He's so gay   And he likes to be that way   With his keys all on the right   He's into rubber every night   He's so gay   He's so gay   He's almost everyone today      He's okay   He's okay   He's got a role he wants to play   He's okay   He's okay   He's just a cowboy for a day      Of course, his evening's not complete   Without some meat in the seat;   Let's skate away   Down santa monica today      Maybe he wants a little spanking   Maybe he'll eat a little chain   Maybe his lover should be thanking him   For the way he makes it sprinkle   Into drops of golden rain      He's so gay   He's so gay   He rules the city in a way   You could say   You could say   It's sorta different today   All the taffeta and chintz   And every leather boy's a prince   Hey hey hey!   Please don't look the other way      You could be just like him   Tomorrow!   Maybe you'll get a chance   To borrow   (borrow)   His bouquet   And maybe later...maybe later   We'll all be   Gay-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y!   Do you really wanna hurt me?