Oh fuck you David Bowie, for making being a boy sound totally awesome *sigh* and...let's not act like it isn't in some respects.
At the same time, I just love how cynical this is.
I don't feel much like doing anything today other than sleeping, showering, and watching Bowie gender-bend, and it smells like the building is on fire yet again. It's an awfully nice day to die though.
Boys. BOYS.
Heaven loves ya
The clouds part for ya
Nothing stands in your way
When you're a boy
Clothes always fit ya
Life is a pop of the cherry
When you're a boy
When you're a boy
You can wear a uniform
When you're a boy
Other boys check you out
You get a girl
These are your favourite things
When you're a boy
Boys
Boys
Boys keep swinging
Boys always work it out
Uncage the colours
Unfurl the flag
Luck just kissed you hello
When you're a boy
They'll never clone ya
You're always first on the line
When you're a boy
When you're a boy
You can buy a home of your own
When you're a boy
Learn to drive and everything
You'll get your share
When you're a boy
Boys
Boys
Boys keep swinging
Boys always work it out
March 24, 2009
Boys keep swinging, boys always work it out!
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