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