Letra de Boy

Genocidal tendencies are silly to extremeAfter all you’re still quite small you don’t know where you’ve beenYou was only swearing yesterdayOh you want to win the world awayBut now you got nothing to say-ay-ayBoy you’re getting out of handYou’ve got to make a standSo put the coke awayBoy you got the do the showGot to let the people knowYou got the strength to stayI can see you runI can see you hideOh your heart is achingLost in a dream of what might have beenYou’re the guideYou’re the number oneAnd your knees are shakingStand and deliver in an endless dreamSchizophrenic, photogenic, aggravates me soOnly yes-menHave a guess manWatch the spirit goBatman zips the monster as he bleedsAnd gets up on the buzz he needsAnd a kid on the street just readsAnd reads and reads and readsAnd reads and reads and readsBoy it’s them hard case city bluesCagney is the newsDoes the giant ring a bellBoy it’s the hudson east river cruiseIts the empire state buffoonsOh you know the story wellDo you have to runDo you have to hideThere’s a new tomorrowYes you’re a messBut you’re more than lessWhen this battles wonYou can look insideOh you did not borrowYes you’re the bestBut you still can’t restYou know you knowThe carnival is closedYour street’s alive with ghostsBut a friend says don’t look backDon’t look back don’t look roundYour vision is your fateThrough long electric nightsWhen a woman helps you writeNa na naNa na naNaNa na naNa na naCheer up mate put the dramas in the pastSee you did not have to fastEuphemism lasts and lasts and lastsAnd lasts and lasts and lastsAnd lasts and lastsBoy if you’ve got an axe to grindBe thankful for this timeFor it gives you what you needBoy you’ve got an eighty-eight to playIt’ll tell you what to sayIt’ll tell you when to breatheBoy take a turnpike heading westTurn the people on to beau gesteCause that’s what you did the bestBoy play the pipes till they’re old and wornSing the words till they fall forlornLike the pieces of a jigsaw jetBoy don’t let the earth get in your faceIts a middle-aged displaceIts the middle ages snideBoy we’re a million miles awayAnd to think it’s so insaneTake a chance on a one way rideBoy shoot a rocket clean out of your mindOh these people ain’t your kindNo they ain’t your kind at allBoy shoot a rocket clean out of your brainNo these people ain’t the sameYou can hear another callBoy the [other book? ] starts with [no? ]They don’t show us how to growThey only show us how to winBoy the secret’s in the bicycle shedAin’t no answers now they’re deadTo seek is a mortal sinHey you know boy let your madness be the clue