Featuring: Cary Shields Euan Morton Brooke Elliott Raúl Esparza

Songwriter: Boy George Richie Stevens John Themis Kevan Frost

SUE
He don't know what he wants

PHILIP
But he's gonna get it

SUE
Maybe he'll fall in love

PHILIP
Then live to regret it

SUE AND PHILIP
Breaking the rules now
Crossing the line
Refusing to heed the warning signs

PHILIP
The devil is painted
Like the prettiest girl

SUE
As he moves across the floor
The colours swirl

SUE AND PHILIP
Eyeliner voodoo
No blushes spared
He will be a victim because he dared
Oh, oh, sexual confusion
Oh, oh, flutter your eyes
Oh, oh, sexual confusion
It's the language of lust
It's a world of disguise

GEORGE
I knew I forgot something
What's your name?

MARCUS
Marcus

GEORGE
No, your real name

MARCUS
That is my real name

GEORGE
Out with it

MARCUS
Gary. Marcus is, you know, more artistic. Yours?

GEORGE
George. Although I do have a friend who calls me Boy George

PHILIP
Aha! He just said it. He just said it. And I was that friend!

SUE
Oh shut up. I wanna see how he gets this one's knickers off

MARCUS
What am I doing here?
What should I say?
My heart says follow him
My head says run away

GEORGE
Why don't you just trust me
There's nothing to fear
No one will hurt you
While I'm here
Excuse me, while I get out of these ridiculous clothes

SUE AND PHILIP
Oh, oh, sexual confusion
Oh, oh, flutter your eyes
Oh, oh, sexual confusion
It's the language of lust
It's a world of disguise

MARCUS
Is this the only bed?

PHILIP
A lick of paint will do the trick
It's scandalous
It makes me sick
With envy
Riddled with jealousy
What does he have that I don't?
What will he do that I won't?
Just about anything
It's cheap... It's nasty.. and deceitful
Human nature is so cruel

SUE
You should know

PHILIP
Wanker

The sun begins to rise in this garret in the bohemian quarter and with it our leading lady, still wearing last night's face