Track Title:               Queer
Album Title:               Garbage
Prime Artist:              Garbage
Written by:                Garbage
Lyrics:
Hey boy, take a look at me
     Let me dirty up your mind
     I'll strip away your hard veneer
     And see what I can find

     The queerest of the queer
     The strangest of the strange
     The coldest of the cool
     The lamest of the lame
     The numbest of the dumb
     I hate to see you here
     You choke behind a smile
     A fake behind the fear
     The queerest of the queer

     This is what he pays me for
     I'll show you how it's done
     You learn to love the pain you feel
     Like father, like son

     The queerest of the queer
     Hide inside your head
     The blindest of the blind
     The deadest of the dead
     You're hungry `cause you starve
     while holding back the tears
     Choking on your smile
     A fake behind the fear
     The queerest of the queer

     I know what's good for you      (You can touch me if you want)
     I know you're dying to          (You can touch me if you want)
     I know what's good for you      (You can touch me if you want)
     But you can't stop

     The queerest of the queer
     The strangest of the strange
     The coldest of the cool
     The lamest of the lame
     The numbest of the dumb
     I hate to see you here
     You choke behind a smile
     A fake behind the fear

     The queerest of the queer
     The strangest of the strange
     The coldest of the cool
     You're nothing special here
     A fake behind the fear
     The queerest of the queer

     I know what's good for you
     I know you're dying to
     I know what's good for you
     I bet you're dying to

     You can touch me if you want
     You can touch me if you want
     You can touch me
     You can touch me
     But you can't stop


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