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The Cast of Rupaul’s Drag Race, Season 12 – The Unauthorized Rusical Lyrics

 The Cast of Rupaul’s Drag Race, Season 12 – The Unauthorized Rusical Lyrics

The Cast of Rupaul’s Drag Race, Season 12 – The Unauthorized Rusical Lyrics
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The Cast of Rupaul’s Drag Race, Season 12 – The Unauthorized Rusical Lyrics


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Madonna: The Unauthorized Rusical By The Cast of Rupaul’s Drag Race, Season 12


Madonna X is a lover

Madonna X is a mistery

Madonna X is an Uber driver

Sometimes she drives for Lyft too


In 1984, on American Banstand

Dick Clark asked me: “Madonna, what’s next? ”

I wanna (rule the world)

I wanna rule the world (rule the world)

Crucifix, don’t shave my pits (rule the world)

I want to rule the world (rule the world)

Gonna grab it by the balls

Shared a name with my mother

She died when I was five years old

Turn the hurt around

Knew I was destined for something more

With a name like Madonna

I could be a saint or a sinner

So, I started dancing

Won’t stop’til I’m a winner (rule the world)

I wanna rule the world (rule the world)

I’m not your average girl (rule the world)

I wanna rule the world (rule the world)


I know exactly what I want

The groove is calling out to me

So, I became my own icon

I own Mtv

Rolling around in a wedding gown

A dirty blonde with a sexy mole

Just like Marilyn

I had material goals (ah, ah)

‘Cause I’m a boy toy, baby

And all the little girls dress like me

‘Cause I’m a boy toy, baby

And all the others are just wanna-bes

I’m a boy toy and I ain’t gonna stop

I’m a boy toy, call me a boy toy

Because I’m the one on top (call me a boy toy)

I’m a boy toy


My next album went platinum fast

And so did I

Critics don’t know what to make of me

Am I real art or publicity?

My music videos stir up controversy

Haters criticize my blond ambition

Double standard, is it’cause I’m a woman?

I’m gonna express myself

And you’ll pay more than attention (i want more than attention)

Defying old taboos

‘Cause sex is power too

Making art isn’t easy

But that’s what I do it (so you can get into it)

Did I make you stare?

Now kiss my derriere

Making art isn’t easy

And I’ve got the scars to prove it

So you can get into it


Hello, fellas!

Love who you love

You know there’s more than one way to play

Bullet bras are the way to go far

Thank you, Jean Paul Gaultier

Pinstripe suits can be subversive

But listen to what I say

Leading men and Latin studs

I love them like nobody else

But gay men are the ones who intrigue me

I should have been born one myself

God bless the gays (god bless the gays)

Lgbt

God bless the gays (god bless the gays)

G-M-A-T

More than an African, we weren’t too serious

I wound up stronger and stronger

Like a prayer does in water (like a prayer)

God bless the gays (god bless the gays)

God bless the children

God bless the gays

God bless the gays


So, after dressing you up in my love

There was only one thing left to do

Take it all of

I made a video in Paris

It was too hot for Mtv

So it became the first Vhs single

Now, when pop stars shake their cakes on Instagram

I say: “You’re welcome”

Posing, disrobing, opposing for you

As I (must define my brand)

Girls and boys kissing, censors hissing

As I (must define my brand)

Whip, bare nips, not just the tips

As I (must define my brand)

I’m seductive, not reductive

I’m erotic, you’re neurotic

‘Cause I, because I’m what?

Whip smart


I never wanted to be an actress

I thought I’d stick to music

But I was desperate-ly seeking something

And then Sean gave me Shanghai Surprise, and a ring

Some people wondered “Who’s that girl? ”

I was just breathless over Dick (tracy)

Though I knew that I was in a league of my own (a league of her own)

But what I really want to do is direct

Cut, print, moving on


There comes a time in an artist’s career (-reer, -reer, -reer)

When she decides to seek God

And put it in her songs (songs, songs, songs)

I took myself first-class on a jurney (-ney, -ney, -ney)

To find a higher power and live my life in awe

I’m alive (don’t come too near)

I’m alive (don’t come too near)

I’m alive (don’t care, don’t care)

I’m alive

Hippy-dippy, trippy song (i’m alive)

A Kabbalah sing-along (i’m alive)

Won a Grammy for this song (-ong, -ong, -ong)

You go girl

Yas, God!


Hey, lady pop stars, all hail the queen

Welcome to my Fempire

After two decades in the biz

Now I can do whatever

Dress up like a pimp, uh

Talk like a Brit

Things that used to get me banned

Are emulated across the land

Blaze new trails for others like me

You’re welcome, Gwen Stefani

All the girls go Gaga for my grills

While I make it rain with my bills

My power isn’t fake

And in front of Timberlake

I kissed Britney and Christina

And I liked it, Katy Perry

Hey, lady pop stars, all hail the queen

Welcome to my Fempire


(still in the groove, yeah)

Oh, bitch, I got this

(redefining the moves, yeah)

Don’t be an obnoxious

I did pilates with some hotties in the aughts

Then took to the dance floor

Wearing pink for my confessions

Got hung up, Super Bowl, hard candy and Malawi

Said bye to guys, thank God I’m single and not sorry

(my eighties ladies) Have all come and gone

(whitney, George, Mj) Moonwalked on

(ooh, ooh, ooh)

I still grow ‘caise I’m M-A-D-O-N-N-A, bitch

Sixty years and I keep topping

Ageist if you think I’m stopping

Classic looks but kids keep mocking

(i’m M-A-D-O-N-N-A, bitch)

Beyonce, Gaga, Ariana

Girls, I still be here manana

Sexy, not afraid to

(i’m M-A-D-O-N-N-A, bitch)

Yes, I’m still Madonna

– your sexist drama

When you hate it’s just kablama

Don’t preach’cause I’m your mama

I’m M-A-D-O-N-N-A, bitch

(compose, -pose, -pose)

I think the most controversial thing I have ever done

Is to stick around


Compose (-pose, -pose)

Okay, here we go

All Madonnas, spin a flow

Compose (-pose, -pose)

Like a Virgin, Like a Prayer

Cherish, True Blue, Truth or Dare

Dick Tracy, Drowned Wolrd Tour

Live to Tell, now Who’s that Girl?

Express yourself, Material Girl

You got 4 Minutes to Save the World

Open Your Heart, don’t get Hung Up

Papa, Don’t Preach, I’m Burning Up

Living for Love, I’m Madame X

Into the Groove of low-cost Sex

I’ll Remember, so Don’t Tell Me

Physical Attraction, you shall se

Beautiful Stranger, Crazy for You

Sorry, Hydrangea, I still loathe you

Girl Gone Wild, Rebel Heart

Causing a Commotion and that’s just the start

Compose (-pose, -pose)

From Holiday to Medellin

When it comes to pop, I’m still your queen

I’m M-A-D-O-N-N-A, bitch!

all we work for is to satisfy you.