I don't know if you've heard, but gay is a special word
It means your heart is bright, and beating loudly through the darkest night
You are shining proudly, gay means to resist, everything that's crappy
Instead, if you insist on finding what is happy, there's nothing more to say
Congratulations, your gay
So feel those sweet, sunny beings
Good weather's one of the feelings, but also beauty
Also truth, no fear of nudists
The joy of youth, the zenabudists, the complicated mix of hope and self-assurance
A useful bag of tricks for patience and endurance
Your music makes you swear
That's how to tell the joy
I remember New Year's Eve in 1899, the 19th century had been the worst
But the 20th would be fine
We went up to the roof, robbed in blankets
And soon it was 12 a.m
Fireworks balloons a speech from the mayor
He said that the future couldn't be anything
So long, everything is gay
It means disaster's hit on a daily basis
But he doesn't quit, and he clearly faces the dark and stormy sky and tells the guy to
Clear up
There's no reason why a person should enchir up
I will testify, the flights are sweet as syrup
And I'm not going away
Anyone's allowed to be here
So I have about to be very, very proud to be very, very gay
I'm fully here
I'm fully cheering
Get used to it
I'm fully cheering
I'm fully cheering