Lyrics Boys - Bauhaus

Boys

We tried to fly
Is it so high
We don’t think so
We don’t 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, ah
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah
Fashions alter
Often falter
Crepe soles out now
No more fights now
Make-up's taking
Lots of shaving
On my eyelash
Be sure it don’t clash
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah
Slim-line trousers
Facial powders
Flooding my mind
Be sure there’s no lines
Eye me up now
Pamper me now
Please don’t pass by
Or I shall cry
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah