Boy Soprano

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
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 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
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 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