| It’s not the cowboys that are missing anymore
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| That problem was already old in '94
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| Don’t be offended, this might seem a little wrong
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| Where have all the gay guys gone?
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| And to the romance when I was 14 years old
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| And to my heroes that were dressed up in gold
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| Only hoping one day I could be so bold
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| Where have all the gay guys gone?
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| If we are all in the gutter
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| It doesn’t change who we are
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| ‘Cause some of us in the gutter
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| Are looking up at the stars
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| So tell me
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| Where have all the good guys
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| Where have all the good guys
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| Where have all the good guys gone?
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| Thank you Rufus, thank you Auden and James Dean
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| Thank you Emerson and Bowie for my dreams
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| Wilfred Owen, Kinsey, Whitman and Rimbaud
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| Thank you Warhol, thank you patience, thank you Porter and Cocteau
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| If we are all in the gutter
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| It doesn’t change who we are
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| ‘Cause some of us in the gutter
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| Are looking up at the stars
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| So tell me
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| Where have all the good guys
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| Where have all the good guys
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| Where have all the good guys gone?
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| If we are all in the gutter
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| It doesn’t change who we are
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| ‘Cause some of us in the gutter
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| Are looking up at the stars
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| So tell me
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| Where have all the good guys
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| Where have all the good guys
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| Where have all the good guys gone?
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| It’s not the cowboys that are missing anymore
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| That problem was already old in '94
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| Don’t be offended, this might seem a little wrong
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| Where have all the good guys gone? |