Welcome to the show (transing away the gay)

Welcome to the show.

There are many things you can’t decide
When you are not fully grown
You cannot wed, you cannot vote
Or choose your doctor on your own
You cannot join the army, you cannot go and fight
Or get a driving licence you don’t yet have that right

CH. Don’t you smoke little child,
Call the cops if you get wild
Can’t drive a car go to a bar
Can’t have sex that goes too far
Listen to your parents no matter what they say
And definitely don’t be gay

But if you want to change your sex
Though some may say you can’t
Then we’ll take you to the doctors
Because it’s something they can grant
We’ll fill you full of hormones before your first teenage birthday
And we will medicate the gay away

If you want to be a princess
Who is all sparkly and pink
And you were born a male child
Well what will people think
We’d rather get you sorted than have a son that’s called a Nancy
So pick a girls name son, whatever one you fancy

If you want to be a trucker
Or wear flat leather boots
And ditch the frocks and lipstick
And only dress in suits
We can’t be having relatives thinking you might be a dyke
We can make you be a man that will be so lifelike

What’s that I can hear?
The gender clinic calls
They want to take your breasts away
Or remove your cock and balls
No, it won’t hurt a bit at all my dear, a small amount of pain
Won’t it be worth the end results just look at all you’ll gain

You can be the person
That you always were inside
You won’t be homosexual
And you won’t have to hide
So take your medicines my dears and we’ll plan the operations
Here comes straight, lets celebrate goodbye to all frustrations

And if you decide to parent
It’s easy now as pie
You can buy a woman’s body
And no one will ask you why
You’ll always be the special one the medicine makes it so
To be ordinary is for others. Welcome to the show