"I grew up in a little in Georgia, Columbus Georgia, to be precise. Actually, in the Of Us' section, we said one of us ran away from home at fourteen, and that was me. I was in school, I was the class fag. People were me 'faggot' before I even knew what that meant. Then I went and found out what it meant, and was like 'Oh, there's a name for At the time, I find it amusing. I like to be honest about it now, because I've expended an incredible amount of energy the past couple of... years, actually over my life, trying to pretend that never happened to me, that's not part of my life, that I've always been this cool. Huh, God. So, what I'd to do know actually is reach back to those that I have tried so desperately to wipe out of my life, and share with you a from that period... it's of a nightmare. I was so angry and, and confused, and lonely and miserable most of my fantasies during that of time sort of ran like the movie 'Carrie.'" It was Homecoming at my high school was there, it was bodaciously cool I was so excited, why, I wet my jeans my best friend Debbie was Homecoming Queen She looked so pretty in chiffon Riding the with her tiara on Holding humongous bouquet in her hand She straight out of Disneyland! Well, it was just the Cinderella ride - it was definitely an 'E' ticket! The crowd was cheering, was stoked You know, I think it was like the whole school was totally out or something. The band was playing all of a sudden, somebody screamed: "Oh my God, look out! The Queen's got a GUN!!!" run, the Homecoming Queen's got a gun! Everybody run, the Homecoming got a gun! smiling, and wiping her gun Picking off one by one Oh no! Muffy's pompons just to bits My God, head just did the splits! My friend is on a shooting spree it, Debbie, you're embarrassing me! How you do what you just did - Are you a really bad period? run, the Homecoming Queen's got a gun! Everybody run, the Homecoming got a gun! (Stop it, Debbie, you're a mess Powder all over your dress Bloody bodies all the quad Who'd thought she'd be packing a rod!) An hour later, you know, the cops had Oh, but by then the entire glee club had - no big loss You wouldn't believe what they brought to Tear gas, machine guns... a chopper! "Throw down your gun and tiara and come out of float!" Debbie didn't to what the cop said, No, she and fired, and now the math teacher's dead! Oh, it's really sad, but, you know, it's of a relief, You see, we had big test coming up next week... Everybody run, the Homecoming got a gun! Everybody run, the Homecoming got a gun! (Debbie's having a blast! She's wasted of the class!) The cops fired a warning shot and she off that float I tried to "Duck!" but it stuck in my throat She hit the and did a flip; it was real acrobatic But I was crying so hard, I couldn't my Instamatic. I ran to Debbie, I had to find out, like, What made her do it, why'd she out? I saw the bullet had her... right about here. I then... the end was near. And I... As... Do y'all So as the SWAT team and a of hall monitors escorted her from the field, I ran alongside, and I to her, "Debbie! Debbie, why did you do it? Why did you do it?" She just at me and said, "I did it for Lonnie." "Lonnie? Debbie, who's aren't even any boys in our school named Lonnie. There is Ms. Wilson, the wood shop teacher.... Oh my God, Debbie is why you spent all that time makin' those tacky instead of being in the Future Homemakers of with me?" It was too late for answers. And as the SWAT team off into the sunset, I, I surveyed the gruesome before me. The ruins of that chicken-wire-and-crepe-paper 'V-for-Victory' that the Pep Club had worked so on... And then it hit me. It's still Homecoming Week. We can't have a Homecoming Game a Homecoming Queen. It was then I knew what I do. So I retrieved her from where it had fallen and I placed it lovingly upon my head, willing to assume the awesome of Homecoming Queen, eager to with a firm, yet sensitive hand... All right, boys, it for me! Everybody scream, the Homecoming is a queen! He's a queen, a queen, he's a queen, he's a queen. Ahhhhhhh, a big old queen!