I'm the one who preys upon the And the weakest always Upon the one who's
I'm the one who see The waves of kindness And the that turn the day
I'm the one who and looks away Turns and looks
Because all, we are only boys Because all, we are only boys We'll be boys, we'll be boys, we'll be We'll be boys, we'll be boys, we'll be boys, we'll be
We'll be boys, we'll be boys, we'll be We'll be boys, we'll be boys, we'll be We'll be boys, we'll be boys, be boys
I'm the one treads The weaker Those I can find
And there'll always be some Who could march along in line, March along in
And, we'll move the world In a massive wave And we'll shout and some noise, yeah and make some noise
Because after all, we are only Because all, we are only boys We'll be boys, we'll be boys, be boys We'll be boys, we'll be boys, we'll be boys, be boys
We'll be boys, be boys, we'll be boys We'll be boys, be boys, we'll be boys We'll be boys, be boys, we'll be boys
The clowns of death are on their hideous parade Their glaring eyes are filled with but I am not afraid Their painted faces cracked age, their makeup old and worn With wings and toothy grins to amplify their scorn
looking for the helpless ones They're looking for the They prey the weak and fractured The and the freaks of nature
And when the come upon one who's lost or is Their smiles get even bigger and their start to glow Making snarling sounds to pantomime with furious And with a scream they to kill and all the while they're laughing
I'm the one treads upon the weaker that I can find And there'll always be some Who will along in line
And we'll move the world In a tidal wave And we'll and make some noise, yeah and make some noise
Because after all, we are only after all, we are only boys We'll be boys, we'll be boys, we'll be We'll be boys, we'll be boys, we'll be boys, we'll be
We'll be boys, be boys, we'll be boys be boys, we'll be boys, we'll be boys We'll be boys, be boys, we'll be boys
The clowns of death are on their hideous parade Their glaring eyes are filled with hate but I am not Their painted cracked with age, their makeup old and worn With wings and toothy grins to amplify their scorn
They're looking for the ones looking for the misbegotten They upon the weak and fractured The and the freaks of nature
Your sons and daughters, innocent, lay sleeping in beds They'll catch when you're not around and smash their little heads If you think it just a dream or that it isn't Just look outside your door, the clowns are everywhere