The Death of a Drag Queen

In heaven and made up she felt so cold ~ The thing she wanted was not hers to own ~ Somebody take me home ~ Please won’t somebody take me home ~ One day she stole him into her dreams ~ Now behold it a love supreme ~ Here is a human in unusual form ~ Finds a mans man and now love adorns ~ Here comes the death of a drag queen ~ Pursed and tragic fully obscene ~ Funs her man up the lumberjack queen ~While someone sits at home ~ While someone is alone ~ The death of a drag queen ~ With my murder style it will bring him home, home ~ Dried blood on make up and her skin all torn ~ A resurrection smile is the last thing she wore ~ She ain’t never goin’ home ~ The death of a drag queen