Boys — текст песни (bauhaus)

We tried to fly

Is it so high

We dont think so

We dont think so



Are we looked at

Are we set back?

Can we fake him

Emulate him?



Time is breaking

Changing faking

Grind us up now

Not too hard now



Features so fine

Rouge and eyeline

Things I fancy

Just like nancy



Fashions alter

Often falter

Crypsos out now

No more fights now



Make-ups taking

Lots of shaving

On my eyelash

You sure it dont clash



Slim-line trousers

Facial powders

Flooding my mind

You sure theres no lines



Eye me up now

Pamper me now

Please dont pass by

Or I shall cry