The boy with the young heart left the boy with the sad eyes

And went to the boy with the grin

Heart on his biceps, suffering another love

Could be the end of him



The blond boy

Blond boy

The blond boy

Blond boy



82 in the president hotel

Just the blond boy with me

Bad blood, jacking off jism and blues

Cliff richard on the black and white tv



The blond boy

The blond boy

The blond boy

The blond boy



If the world dont get much better

Well go and get a gun, hide it in our cellar

Twas then I knew that Id rather be

With a .22 calibre next to me



Than the blond boy

Than the blond boy

Blond boy

Than the blond boy



The blond boy

Blond boy

Blond boy

Blond boy



I can sin all my life for God will forgive me

Cant seem to suppress cruel feelings within me

God will forgive me they taught me when young

So I do what I like and say sorry when done



Blond boy

The blond boy

Blond boy

The blond boy



Were always cruel to the ones we love

Always cruel to the ones we love

Were always cruel to the ones we love

Always cruel to the ones we love



Blond boy

The blond boy

Blond boy

The blond boy



Riverside drives, years before

Flattened up against the bathroom door

Said you were the one, well to hell I lied

Too many problems boiling up inside



Blond boy

The blond boy

Blond boy

The blond boy



Its an endless search, how you know that hell

When I saw you last year and you were looking well

No bad blood, fake love, no feelings for me

Sad, but thats the way it was meant to be



Blond boy

The blond boy

Blond boy

The blond