My Whole Family…
(Ladies and gentlemen)
(Make some noise for Bo Burnham!)
(Uh, thanks, um)
(Welcome to my show, it's called)
("If You Sing Along I'll Fucking Kill You")
(Uh, this is the song)
Everytime I go to dinner
It seems like I'm getting a little bit thinner
I'll sit down at the breakfast table
I can talk, they're not able
When I look at them, I find
There's a single question on their mind
I wish it could go back to the way it was
It's not easy now, because
My whole family thinks I'm gay
I guess it's always been that way
Maybe it's 'cause of the way that I walk
Makes them think I like boys
That I like boys
The goddamn question just won't go away
And, I get asked it every single day
But the way they ask it is not a disguise
Like "How was your day? Do you like to kiss guys?"
That's... funny
This is the worst, baby, this was my fear
Now, their opinions are crystal-clear, because
My whole family now is shocked
I'm in the closet and the door is locked
Now my glory days are gone
I was John Elway, now I'm Elton John
My whole family now suspects
That watching Spongebob had side-effects
I'm not gay, and that's what I said
If I'm gay, hey, God, strike me dead
Just 'cause I'm afraid of the snow
Or my favorite color is: the rainbow!
I don't mean to yell, but I fear I must
'Cause I'm losing the people that I thought I could trust
Because even my boyfriend thinks I'm gay
Motherfuc-
You all probably think I'm gay
Man, this song is counterproductive
La-la-la-la-la
Because my whole family thinks I'm gay
What do they know anyway?
You gotta look right through the haze
Easy-Bake Oven was just a phase
My whole family thinks I'm queer
That is all I ever hear
But I've been as straight as a ramp
If you don't count Bible camp
(Thanks for coming out, uh)
(Hey, so, those ASU girls are pretty hot)
(Any of you, any of you?)
(Okay, this isn't a great example, but, um)
(I'm just kidding, it's, you're in the dark)
(I couldn't see you, I bet you're gorgeous)
(In the dark)
(You like my shirt?) (Yeah)
(Um, back home they call me the tie-dye shirt kid)
(Well, that, and faggot)
(Make some noise for Bo Burnham!)
(Uh, thanks, um)
(Welcome to my show, it's called)
("If You Sing Along I'll Fucking Kill You")
(Uh, this is the song)
Everytime I go to dinner
It seems like I'm getting a little bit thinner
I'll sit down at the breakfast table
I can talk, they're not able
When I look at them, I find
There's a single question on their mind
I wish it could go back to the way it was
It's not easy now, because
My whole family thinks I'm gay
I guess it's always been that way
Maybe it's 'cause of the way that I walk
Makes them think I like boys
That I like boys
The goddamn question just won't go away
And, I get asked it every single day
But the way they ask it is not a disguise
Like "How was your day? Do you like to kiss guys?"
That's... funny
This is the worst, baby, this was my fear
Now, their opinions are crystal-clear, because
My whole family now is shocked
I'm in the closet and the door is locked
Now my glory days are gone
I was John Elway, now I'm Elton John
My whole family now suspects
That watching Spongebob had side-effects
I'm not gay, and that's what I said
If I'm gay, hey, God, strike me dead
Just 'cause I'm afraid of the snow
Or my favorite color is: the rainbow!
I don't mean to yell, but I fear I must
'Cause I'm losing the people that I thought I could trust
Because even my boyfriend thinks I'm gay
Motherfuc-
You all probably think I'm gay
Man, this song is counterproductive
La-la-la-la-la
Because my whole family thinks I'm gay
What do they know anyway?
You gotta look right through the haze
Easy-Bake Oven was just a phase
My whole family thinks I'm queer
That is all I ever hear
But I've been as straight as a ramp
If you don't count Bible camp
(Thanks for coming out, uh)
(Hey, so, those ASU girls are pretty hot)
(Any of you, any of you?)
(Okay, this isn't a great example, but, um)
(I'm just kidding, it's, you're in the dark)
(I couldn't see you, I bet you're gorgeous)
(In the dark)
(You like my shirt?) (Yeah)
(Um, back home they call me the tie-dye shirt kid)
(Well, that, and faggot)
Credits
Writer(s): Bo Burnham
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