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