Phoebe Lyrics - Amelita - Court Yard Hounds

My daddy said 

Keep a cool head 

Don't let those pretty boys own you 

Don't let them in your bed 

Everyone knows 

How the river of talk does flow 

They'll make you weep 

And you'll reap what they sew 

The golden rule 

You'll never learn in school 

Boys can be mean 

But girls are downright cruel 

Hey 

You're gonna make 'em pay 

You're gonna make 'em pay 

Hey 

You'll have the last word today 

Your daddy said 

Walk away instead 

Don't let those petty girls throw you 

Don't let them in your head 

A small town spell 

Your living hell 

It's a story we've all heard before 

But you won't live to tell 

Hey 

You're gonna make 'em pay 

You're gonna make 'em pay 

Hey 

You've had the last word today 

Back from school you walk alone 

Empty street and no one's home 

They weaved their stories, spread their lies 

Give up the fight but keep your pride 

No dances on a starry night 

Prom dresses in red and black 

It ain't right, it ain't right