Good Guys
It's not the cowboys that are missing anymoreThat problem was already old in '94Don't be offended, this might seem a little wrongWhere have all the gay guys gone?
And to the romance when I was 14 years oldAnd to my heroes that was dressed up in goldOnly hoping one day I could be so boldWhere have all the gay guys gone?
If we are all in the gutterIt doesn’t change who we are‘Cause some of us in the gutterAre looking up at the stars[x2]
So tell me
Where have all the good guysWhere have all the good guysWhere have all the good guys gone?[x2]
Thank you Rufus, thank you Auden and James DeanThank you Emerson and Bowie for my dreamsWilfred Owen, Kinsey, Whitman and RimbaudThank you Warhol, thank you patience, thank you Porter and Cocteau
If we are all in the gutterIt doesn’t change who we are‘Cause some of us in the gutterAre looking up at the stars[x2]
So tell me
Where have all the good guysWhere have all the good guysWhere have all the good guys gone?[x2]
If we are all in the gutterIt doesn’t change who we are‘Cause some of us in the gutterAre looking up at the stars[x2]
So tell me
Where have all the good guysWhere have all the good guysWhere have all the good guys gone?[x2]
It’s not the cowboys that are missing anymoreThat problem was already old in ’94Don’t be offended, this might seem a little wrongWhere have all the good guys gone?