He thinks hes Oscar Wilde, but hes Paul Lynde

Cant say anything good about anything

He flips his cigarette with disdain

Youve failed to live up to his standards again

Hes a negative queen, hes a negative queen

He reads all the latest magazines

Hes quick to fallow, but thinks hes in the lead

He was there and you werent

Youre out of it, youre not current

Hes a negative queen, hes a negative queen

He drips disdain, hes lacking tact

Hes popular in a scene

Where being nice is a radical act

Everythings got to be just so

If its not, hell let you know

Dont put up posters on Castro Street

Hell rip them down so he shop in peace

Hes a negative queen, hes a negative queen

He struts into a bar with swagger

Stumbles out later with a stagger

Spent half his life in a bar

Now he looks so haggard

No sympathy for a braggart

Everythings got to be just so

If its not, hell let you know

Darling, you simply havent lived

Unless youve lived like him

Hes a negative queen, hes a negative queen