Well the Honky-Tonks in Portland
Are heaven’s gift to me.
They’ll pour you out a microbrew
Called “stop animal cruelty.”
The bartender’s named “Yoga Matt.”
The piano man plays celeste.
Well, no, it’s not quite Texas
But Portland-Tonk’s the best.
They’ll serve you soymilk eggnog
Or an extra strong chai tea.
You can get your whiskey straight
You can dance all night to new classics,
Maybe find yourself a dame.
It might be a guy but you don’t mind
‘Cause they all dress the same.
You needn’t fear a gunfight
‘Cause they’re gun-free zones.
If someone micro-aggresses you
You just tweet it and go home.
So come next Friday evening
You can braid your hair and beard
And come on down to Portland.
They’re non-gender-specific kings of weird!