05 This World
BILLIE:
I WAS RAISED ON A DIET OF MEAT AND MASHED POTATOES.
FOOD THAT’S BOILED WITH LITTLE MORE THAN SALT.
WELL, IT’S SIMPLE AND IT’S BLAND,
BUT WITH LITTLE ELSE AT HAND,
IT’S WHAT WE HAD AND LORD, IT WASN’T ANYBODY’S FAULT.
BUT ONE DAY, ON A FIELD TRIP, THEY HAD INDIAN CUISINE.
THOUGH I WAS BROKE, MY FRIENDS GAVE ME A TASTE.
AND MY EYES SWELLED WITH TEARS,
FROM THE SPICE AND FROM THE FEARS
OF THE BOILED MEAT AND MASHED POTATOES I NOW KNEW I FACED.
THIS WORLD IS FULL OF FLAVOR AND IT’S THERE FOR YOU TO TASTE.
NOT TO TRY IT ALL WOULD BE A WASTE.
IN A WORLD THAT’S FILLED WITH COLOR AND WITH SPICE,
BOILED MEAT AND MASHED POTATOES WON’T SUFFICE.
GROWING UP, WE ONLY HAD THE MUSIC THAT THEY PLAYED IN CHURCH,
AND ON TV, WE HAD THE FOOTBALL GAME.
THEN A SUB, ONE FATEFUL DAY, CHOSE TO SHOW US A BALLET.
I TOOK ONE LOOK AND KNEW I NEVER WOULD BE QUITE THE SAME.
THIS WORLD IS FULL OF WONDERS UNLIKE ANYTHING YOU KNEW.
DON’T LISTEN WHEN THEY SAY THEY’RE NOT FOR YOU.
IN A WORLD THAT’S FILLED WITH MOVEMENT AND WITH ART,
I COULDN’T BEAR TO LIVE A WORLD APART.
AND SOON, I MET SOME PEOPLE WHO WERE NOT AT ALL LIKE ME.
THEY SCARED ME, BUT THEY HELPED ME REALIZE:
SINCE THE FOLKS THE LORD HAS MADE
COME IN EVERY SHAPE AND SHADE,
WHO GIVES A FLYING FUCK WHAT THEY ALL HAVE BETWEEN THEIR THIGHS?
THIS WORLD IS FULL OF BEAUTY AND IT’S WAITING TO BE CHASED.
TO NEVER LEAVE YOUR DOORSTEP IS A WASTE.
THEY SAY THAT EVE GETS ADAM AND THAT ADAM GETS HIS EVE,
BUT TO THINK THERE’S JUST TWO CHOICES IS NAIVE.
SO, GIVE ME MAN AND GIVE ME WOMAN. GIVE ME EV’RY OTHER HUMAN,
IN EV’RY FORM AND EV’RY SINGLE SHADE.
I’M NOT MAN, I’M NOT WOMAN. I’M NOT TOP OR BOTTOM, BUTCH OR FEMME.
I’M ME,
AND I AM WONDERFULLY MADE!