"I grew up in a little in Georgia, Columbus Georgia, to be precise. Actually, in the 'One Of Us' section, we one of us ran away from home at fourteen, and that was me. I was in school, I was the class fag. People were calling me before I even knew that word meant. Then I went and found out what it meant, and was 'Oh, there's a name for it?' At the time, I didn't find it amusing. I to be honest about it now, because I've expended an incredible amount of energy over the couple of... years, actually over my life, to pretend that that happened to me, that that's not part of my life, that I've been this cool. Huh, God. So, what I'd like to do actually is reach back to those roots that I have tried so desperately to wipe out of my life, and share you a fantasy that period... it's more of a nightmare. I was so angry and, and confused, and and miserable that most of my fantasies during that period of sort of ran like the movie 'Carrie.'" It was Homecoming Night at my high Everyone was there, it was bodaciously I was so excited, why, I almost wet my 'Cause my friend Debbie was Homecoming Queen She looked so pretty in chiffon Riding the float with her on Holding this humongous in her hand She looked out of Disneyland! Well, it was just like the Cinderella - it was definitely an 'E' ticket! The was cheering, everyone was stoked You know, I think it was the whole school was totally coked out or something. The band was playing all of a sudden, somebody screamed: "Oh my God, look out! The Homecoming 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 Stop it, Debbie, you're me! How could you do you just did - Are you having a really bad Everybody run, the Queen's got a gun! Everybody run, the Queen's got a gun! (Stop it, Debbie, making a mess Powder burns all your dress bodies all over the quad Who'd have thought be packing a rod!) An hour later, you know, the cops had Oh, but by the entire glee club had died - no big loss You wouldn't what they brought to stop gas, machine guns... even a chopper! "Throw down gun and tiara and come out of that float!" didn't listen to what the cop said, No, she aimed and fired, and now the teacher's dead! Oh, it's sad, but, you know, it's kind of a relief, You see, we had big test coming up next week... Everybody run, the Homecoming got a gun! run, the Homecoming Queen's got a gun! (Debbie's having a blast! wasted half of the class!) The fired a warning shot and she dove off that float I tried to scream "Duck!" but it stuck in my She hit the ground and did a flip; it was acrobatic But I was crying so hard, I work my Instamatic. I ran to Debbie, I had to find out, like, What made her do it, why'd she out? I saw the had grazed her... right about here. I then... the end was near. And I... As... Do y'all So as the SWAT and a gaggle 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 teacher.... Oh my God, Debbie is that why you spent all that time makin' those tacky instead of being in the Future of America with me?" It was too for answers. And as the SWAT team roared off into the sunset, I, I surveyed the gruesome before me. The ruins of that beautiful chicken-wire-and-crepe-paper that the Pep Club had worked so hard on... And then it hit me. It's Week. We can't have a Homecoming Game without a Homecoming Queen. It was then I knew I must do. So I retrieved her from where it had fallen and I placed it lovingly upon my head, to assume the awesome burden 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!