David went to prom this spring
with a few good friends and a fistful of bling
to the kid at the restaurant who called my son a fag
i know your life is a mediocre drag
but i hope and i pray and heap burning coals on you
that maybe someday you’ll find the courage to be true
to wear diamonds and rubies and weird sunglasses
to let your chest hair burst forth
and sport all kinds of silly ‘staches
’cause life is more fun when you live it in style
and David my son, you’re the coolest of childs…