The Subject Was Faggots Lyrics - Gil Scott-heron

The Subject Was Faggots 

and the quote was "ain't nothin' happenin' but faggots and dope" 

Faggots and dope, faggots and faggots and faggots who line dot dot dot dot 

Like that, 34th street and 8th avenue 

Giggling and grinning and prancing and shit 

Trying their best to see to see the misses and misery 

and miscellaneous misfits who attend the faggot ball 

faggots who have come to ball 

faggots who have come to ball 

faggots who were balling because they couldn't get their faggots balls 

inside the hall 

Balling, balling, ball-less faggots 

cutie cootie and snoodie faggots 

I mean you just had to dig it to dig it 

the crowning attraction being the arrival of Ms Brooklyn 

looking like a half-back in a mini-skirt 

his or hers or it's pectoral or balls 

as he or she or it prepared to enter the faggot ball 

but sitting on the corner digging all that I did as I did 

long long, black limousines a long flowin' evening gowns 

had there been no sign on the door that said "faggot ball" 

I might have entered, and god only knows just what would've happened