"I grew up in a little town in Georgia, Georgia, to be precise. Actually, in the Of Us' section, we said one of us ran away home at fourteen, and that was me. I was tortured in school, I was the class fag. were calling me 'faggot' I even knew what that word meant. Then I went and found out what it meant, and was like 'Oh, a name for it?' At the time, I find it amusing. I like to be honest about it now, because I've expended an amount of energy over the past couple of... years, actually my life, trying to pretend that that never happened to me, that that's not of my life, that I've always been cool. Huh, God. So, what I'd like to do know actually is reach to those roots that I have tried so to wipe out of my life, and share with you a fantasy from that period... more of a nightmare. I was so angry and, and confused, and lonely and miserable that most of my during period of time sort of ran like the movie 'Carrie.'" It was Homecoming Night at my school was there, it was bodaciously cool I was so excited, why, I almost wet my 'Cause my friend Debbie was Homecoming Queen She so pretty in pink chiffon Riding the with her tiara on this humongous bouquet in her hand She looked out of Disneyland! Well, it was just like the Cinderella - it was definitely an 'E' ticket! The crowd was cheering, was stoked You know, I think it was the whole school was totally coked out or something. The was playing 'Evergreen' When all of a sudden, somebody "Oh my God, look out! The Homecoming got a GUN!!!" Everybody run, the Queen's got a gun! Everybody run, the Queen's got a gun! smiling, and wiping her gun Picking off one by one Oh no! Muffy's pompons just blew to My God, Mitzi's head did the splits! My best is on a shooting spree Stop it, Debbie, embarrassing me! How could you do what you did - Are you having a really bad Everybody run, the Homecoming got a gun! run, the Homecoming Queen's got a gun! (Stop it, Debbie, you're a mess Powder burns all your dress Bloody bodies all over the have thought she'd be packing a rod!) An hour later, you know, the cops had Oh, but by then the entire glee club had died - no big You wouldn't believe what they brought to Tear gas, machine guns... a chopper! "Throw your gun and tiara and come out of that float!" Debbie listen to what the cop said, No, she and fired, and now the math teacher's dead! Oh, it's sad, but, you know, it's kind of a relief, You see, we had this big test up next week... run, the Homecoming Queen's got a gun! Everybody run, the Queen's got a gun! (Debbie's having a blast! She's half of the class!) The cops a warning shot and she dove off that float I tried to scream "Duck!" but it in my throat She hit the ground and did a it was real acrobatic But I was so hard, I couldn't work my Instamatic. I ran to Debbie, I had to find out, like, What her do it, why'd she freak out? I saw the bullet had grazed her... about here. I then... the end was near. And I... As... Do mind? 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 There 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' tacky birdhouses instead of being in the Future of America with me?" It was too late for answers. And as the SWAT team off into the sunset, I, I surveyed the gruesome scene before me. The of that beautiful 'V-for-Victory' that the Pep had worked so hard on... And then it hit me. It's still Homecoming Week. We can't have a Game without a Homecoming Queen. It was then I knew what I do. So I retrieved her tiara where it had fallen and I placed it upon my head, willing to assume the awesome burden of Homecoming Queen, to rule with a firm, yet sensitive hand... All right, boys, it for me! Everybody scream, the Homecoming is a queen! a queen, he's a queen, he's a queen, he's a queen. Ahhhhhhh, a big old queen!