Lyrics:

[Stanley]
Mr. Garrison, Can I ask you a question

[Mr. Garrison]
Of course Stanely, what is it?

[Stanely]
What is a.... homosexual?

[Mr. Garrison]
Oh, well Stanly, I guess you came to the right person, sit down.
Stanely, gay people... well gay people are evil, evil right down
to their cold black hearts which pump not blood like yours and
mine but rather a thick vomitus oil which oozes thru their rotten
vains and clots in their pea-sized brains which becomes the
cause of their nuasious patterens of vilolent behaviour. Do
you understand?

[Stanly]
I guess...

[Mr. Garrison]
Good, Im glad we could have this little talk Stanley, now, you
go out and practise football like a good little hetersexual