Society tells us we are wrong for who we are
The way we dress and speak and act are all wrong
That we are creatures from some odd grimoire
Some even say we are students of Mao Ze Dong
But we aren't demons who turn Josephs into Marys
I know of many gods but not of an Ishtar
Our books are not poisoning their libraries
All we want is to be left alone under this star
Don’t let what they say bog you down my friend
You are glorious inside and out
Our faith in each other must last till the bitter end
We mustn't become worn out
We’re here we’re queer we will not disappear
We’re here we’re queer we will not disappear