London Boys

You best believe I'm from New York city.

You're telling me 'shut your mouth'

If I wasn't kissing, you wouldn't be around

You talk about faggots, little moma's boy

You sit at home, you got a chaperone

You need an escort to take a piss

He holds your hand and he shakes your dick

You're so pretty, suburban kitty

You think you're gonna change, rearrange your city?

Little London boys

You're little London boys

You're little London boys

You think you're gonna fool me?

Ha ha ha ha

Little rich kid, what do you know?

You had everything, don't you think it don't show?

I've been a climbing, just a face to the wall

Too much too soon, do you recall?

Have a holiday in the city,

Feelings in the air, vasaline pretty

You don't need no drunk, just LSD

You're all big shots. Shot by me!

You're little London boys

You're little London boys

You're little London boys

And I'm talking about the whole audience.

Too bad you boys don't know

And the girls they don't go

Everybody just shows

You're little,

Little London boys

You're little London Boys

You're little London Boys

You're little London Boys

You're little London Boys

You're little London Boys

You're little,

You're little,

Little London boys

You're little London Boys

You poor little puppet