The Boys ✞ The Boys Lyrics - Dead!

He said officer can you help me please 

Morning came quick and my eyes sting 

Came in here with his hands up 

But you were quick to the draw so shame on us 

In an hours time he'll be all strung out 

He's out hanging around by the gambling house 

No luck in the air or liquor on lips 

He heads for old town cashes in and quits 

He can feel the sun in his eyes 

Talks to strangers but gets no replies 

But his mouth just keeps on talking 

And his legs oh they keep walking 

He's on the phone now 

He's calling you 

He's on the phone now 

He's coming for you 

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Screaming this isn't me 

Kicking glass all over the street 

I'll scream this isn't me 

From the grit between my teeth 

This isn't me, this isn't me, this isn't me 

From the grit between my teeth 

They've all started work his heads gone astray 

He's living way to fast for the middle of the day 

Friends way to nice for his own good 

At least it wasn't anything from him they took 

Oh, he could them loud and clear 

These words couldn't fall on more receptive ears 

He can hear them loud and clear 

Can you hear them 

Can you hear them 

Loud and fucking clear 

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He's on the phone now 

He's calling you 

He's on the phone now 

He's coming for you 

Screaming this isn't me 

Kicking glass all over the street 

I'll scream this isn't me 

From the grit between my teeth 

This isn't me, this isn't me, this isn't me 

From the grit between my teeth 

Reluctant to admit that i have switched sides. 

He says i should go home but I'm alright, but I'm alright 

Reluctant to admit that i have switched sides. 

He says i should go home but I'm alright, but I'm alright 

He's on the phone now 

He's calling you 

He's on the phone now 

He's coming for you 

Screaming this isn't me 

Kicking glass all over the street 

I'll scream this isn't me 

From the grit between my teeth 

This isn't me, this isn't me, this isn't me 

From the grit between my teeth