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