Musician Rufus Wainwright whose new album, Release the Stars , hits stores on May 15th is of a rare breed — or, rather, several rare breeds. He's music royalty, being the child of folk singers Loudon Wainwright and Kate McGarrigle and the brother of rising star Martha Wainwright. He's a pop star who writes opera and whose recreation of a famed Judy Garland concert has sold out shows at Carnegie Hall, as well as in Paris and London. And perhaps most notably, he's a gay musician who is utterly frank about his sexuality, his troubled past, and his opinions.
A letter from Mrs. Rufus Wainwright.
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I'm coming out of the sandbox You'll get covered in dog doo I'm gonna get off this sea saw Say goodbye to your mama Oh yea Let's get high on some Pop Rock Pop Rock and Coke I'll blow your sock off, teach how to laugh at daddy's dirty jokes Don't hedge your bets, double down if you want to get ahead in Tinsel Town Turn that smile upside down Happy people don't have sex Now Robbie, everybody swings both ways From the butchest, the bandits, the fairest, the faggots and singers with everything they need Everybody swings both ways Face it Robbie, you're a little bit gay Shall we dance? I'm getting hot on the pavement Can you find me some grass? I have a certain arrangement Up the Khyber Pass Oh ya, let's get high with some fruit cake Fruit cake and tea And after I've done her Well you can do me Oh boy Don't hedge your bets, double down, if you want to get ahead in Tinsel Town Just follow me you enormous clown Clever people don't have sex Now Rufus, everybody swings both ways The bully, the bigot, the giant, the midget and singers with everything they need Everybody swings both ways Face it Rufus, you're a tad gay Oh yea? Face it Robbie, Uh huh?