Lyrics: Pippa Cleary/Rob Madge
Music: Pippa Cleary/Rob Madge
My child’s a queer what can I do?
And the answer
Don’t know
Roll with it
How about we shift the narrative
My child is a queer what can I do?
Your child’s a queer
I’m jealous of you
We bring joy and happiness
If you choose to miss on happiness
That’s weird
Wasted paper and baskets and curtain on rails
Magically turning into Neverland sails
So many wonders for you to achieve
If you believe
Don’t be afraid if you don’t understand
They will feel safe if you hold their hand
It doesn’t take much just a simple I’m here
No need to fear
So go to the show
Don’t leave it too late
For soon they will grow
Think of the magic that you can create
There’s joy to be had
If you choose to look
And even for those that decide not to stay
We will be loved anyway
The last show I ever did in my living room had projections
If you are old enough to put together a set design on Window’s movie maker
You are probably too old to perform Ariel for your grandma
Nah, be Ariel
Let your child be Ariel and Peter Pan and Mary Poppings
And forget about anyone who said that they can’t
Cuz those kids are not alone
There’s a whole community behind that settee curtain
It all starts in your living room
And who knows they might grow up with pride
And that’s magic
Unpack with suitcase and get out the hat
Make magic wand out of any old tat
Throw all that glitter up hight in the end
And you’ll be there
You raise your children and now let them raise you
Open your eyes to a new points of view
We are all here waiting you won’t be alone
Oh it starts at home
So go to the show
Don’t leave too late
For soon they will grow
Think of the magic that you can create
That joy to be be had
If you choose to look
And even for those that decide not to stay
We will be loved anyway
And some people may think that you are wrong
And some people may fill you with shame
But the shame is on them
Cuz they just need to see
The world it could be
A world where our joy is not just fantasy
So go to the show
Don’t leave too late
For soon they will grow
Think of the magic that you can create
That joy to be be had
If you choose to look
And even for those that decide not to stay
We will be loved anyway
We will be loved
We will be loved
We will be loved anyway
We will be loved anyway
We will be loved anyway