Lyrics
Look at me, nothing bad is ever going to happen to you again
Although you are 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, take me away from here
Boy soprano, where will we go tonight?
Boy soprano, do what you can to shock me
Boy soprano, boy, boy, boy
When you get to be my age, the police don't assume that you still like to light things on fire
Bearing that in mind, I wouldn't trust me either
But, it was the two of us watching two bunnies hop across the Peach Street gang
Yes, no, yes, no, yes, confide in me
You don't want to die
Look at the stains on my gloves to the stains on yours
Thanks for telling me that vodka's a poncy drink
But, little man, the hand ball is in your court
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
