so ya thought ya might like to go to the show.
to feel the warm thrill of confusion, that space cadet glow.
i got me some bad news for you, sunshine.
pink isn’t well, he stayed back at the hotel,
and he sent us along as a surrugate band.
we’re gonna find out where your fans really stand.
are there any queers in the theatre tonight ?
get’em up against the wall.-‘gainst the wall !
and that one in the spotlight, he don’t look right to me.
get him up against the wall.-‘gainst the wall !
and that one look jewish, and that one’s coon.
who let all this riffraff into the room ?
there’s one smoking a joint,
and another with spots !
if i had my way i’d have all of ya shot.