"Day Without A Gay" is what we have where
A bunch of crying nancy-boys whine 'cause life ain't fair.
"Day Without A Gay" is laughably queer:
It brightens up my office when those crybabies ain't here.

It's pagan lurches, burning churches,
Morons waving signs;
It's a monkey in a manger,
And unemployment lines.

It's flaming hells and dying knells,
And flowing blood in streets;
It's marching morons
Screaming at you and at me.

'Cause "Day Without A Gay" is what we have where
A bunch of brats in purple spats whine that life ain't fair.

So if "Day Without A Gay" is such a great idear,
Then why, oh why, don't you and I
Try to make it last all year?
Why can't it last all year?