Boy
(Ian Hunter/Mick Ronson
Genocidal tendencies are silly to extrem
After all you're still quite small you don't know where you've bee
You was only swearing yesterda
Oh you want to win the world awa
But now you got nothing to say-ay-a
Boy you're getting out of han
You've got to make a stan
So put the coke awa
Boy you got the do the sho
Got to let the people kno
You got the strength to sta
I can see you ru
I can see you hid
Oh your heart is achin
Lost in a dream of what might have bee
You're the guid
You're the number on
And your knees are shakin
Stand and deliver in an endless drea
Schizophrenic, photogenic, aggravates me s
Only yes-me
Have a guess ma
Watch the spirit g
Batman zips the monster as he bleed
And gets up on the buzz he need
And a kid on the street just read
and reads and reads and read
and reads and reads and read
Boy its them hard case city blue
Cagney is the new
Does the giant ring a bel
Boy its the Hudson East river cruis
Its the Empire State buffoon
Oh you know the story wel
Do you have to ru
Do you have to hid
There's a new tomorro
Yes you're a mes
But you're more than les
When this battles wo
You can look insid
Oh you did not borro
Yes you're the bes
But you still can't res
You know you kno
The carnival is close
Your street's alive with ghost
But a friend says don't look bac
Don't look back don't look roun
Your vision is your fat
Through long electric night
When a woman helps you writ
Na na n
Na na n
Na
Na na n
Na na n
Cheer up mate put the dramas in the pas
See you did not have to fast
Euphemism lasts and lasts and last
And lasts and lasts and last
And lasts and last
Boy if you've got an axe to grin
Be thankful for this tim
For it gives you what you nee
Boy you've got an eighty-eight to pla
It'll tell you what to sa
It'll tell you when to breath
Boy take a turnpike heading wes
Turn the people on to Beau Gest
Cause that's what you did the bes
Boy play the pipes till they're old and wor
Sing the words till they fall forlor
Like the pieces of a jigsaw je
Boy don't let the earth get in your fac
its a middle-aged displac
Its the middle ages snid
Boy we're a million miles awa
And to think its so insan
Take a chance on a one way rid
Boy shoot a rocket clean out of your min
Oh these people ain't your kin
No they ain't your kind at al
Boy shoot a rocket clean out of your brai
No these people ain't the sam
You can hear another cal
Boy the [other book?] starts with [no?
They don't show us how to gro
They only show us how to wi
Boy the secret's in the bicycle she
Ain't no answers now they're dea
To seek is a mortal si
Hey you know boy let your madness be the clue
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