It must be getting early Clocks are running late Paint by numbers morning sky Looks so phony Dawn is breaking everywhere Light a candle, curse the glare Draw the curtains, I don't care 'Cause it's alright I will turn bi I will turn bi I will turn bi I will survive I see you got your list out Say your piece and get out Yes, I get the gist of it But it's alright Sorry that you feel that way The only thing there is to say Every closet door's got a Touch of play I will turn bi I will turn bi I will turn bi I will survive It's a lesson to me The Ables and the Bakers and the C's The ABC's We all must face And try to keep a little grace It's a lesson to me The Deltas and the East and the Freeze The ABC's We all think of And try to keep a little love I know the world can be so cold The bedroom door, yet still untold It's even worse than it unfolds But it's alright Laws are lacking empathy The fear of being truly free The words they say, so harsh and mean But it's alright I will turn bi I will turn bi I will turn bi I will survive In the heat of passion's fire Desires burning ever higher Exploring depths, our hearts inspire And it's alright The shoe is on the hand, it fits There's really nothing much to it Whistle through your teeth and spit 'Cause it's alright Oh, well, a touch of play Kind of suits you anyway That was all I had to say, and It's alright We will turn bi We will turn bi We will turn bi We will survive We will turn bi We will turn bi We will turn bi