In the land outside this social scene 
The streets are filled with the gender police 
I guess the streets are no place for Kings and Queens 
No the streets are no place for Kings and Queens 

I live in a city 
friendly city, I do 
It is a pity 
Some people still can [bad word] 
Like the people that stop me in the streets 
Saying ‘what the [bad word] is that guy?’ 
Is that some kind of freak 
People in the street 

I go out on the weekend 
And I stick with my friends 
Some people are staring 
But I know what’s in their heads 
They’re thinking ‘what are they doing with that kid? 
He’s too young to be in here, 
I think he should be in bed’ 
That’s what’s in their heads 

I read a new story 
woman beaten to death 
Some [bad word] had jumped her 
But this is what the news said 
It said ‘The pre-op tranny wearing high heels, 
hand-bag and a dress was walking home alone 
from the [bad word] bar where he sang.’​