He thinks hes Oscar Wilde, but hes Paul Lynde
Cant say anything good about anything
He flips his cigarette with disdain
Youve failed to live up to his standards again
Hes a negative queen, hes a negative queen
He reads all the latest magazines
Hes quick to fallow, but thinks hes in the lead
He was there and you werent
Youre out of it, youre not current
Hes a negative queen, hes a negative queen
He drips disdain, hes lacking tact
Hes popular in a scene
Where being nice is a radical act
Everythings got to be just so
If its not, hell let you know
Dont put up posters on Castro Street
Hell rip them down so he shop in peace
Hes a negative queen, hes a negative queen
He struts into a bar with swagger
Stumbles out later with a stagger
Spent half his life in a bar
Now he looks so haggard
No sympathy for a braggart
Everythings got to be just so
If its not, hell let you know
Darling, you simply havent lived
Unless youve lived like him
Hes a negative queen, hes a negative queen
