Look at me,
Nothing bad is ever going to
happen to you again.
Although you're a solid pile of hate,
You're still pretty like a cake.
Pulling out a bat at the Kill Me Court,
Slaps me that I can't handle you...
But yes, no, yes, no, yes,
Tell me how to live!

Boy Soprano,
Racing me away from here.
Boy Soprano,
Where will go tonight?
Boy Soprano,
Do what you can to shock me.
Boy Soprano,
I hope you make it, I hope you have.

When you get to be my age,
The police don't assume that
you still like to light
things on fire...
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wouldn't trust me either!
But it was the two of us,
Watching two bunnies hope across
the Peach Street Gang.
Yes, no, yes, no, yes,
Confide in me; you don't want to die.

Look from the stains on my gloves
to the stains on yours,
Thanks for telling me that
Vodka is a pansy drink.
But the handball is in your
court little boy.

Boy Soprano,
Take me away from here,
Boy Soprano,
Where will we go tonight?
Boy Soprano,
Do what you can to shock me.
Boy Soprano,
I hope you make it, I hope you have.