Boy, Boy, Boy (Album Version)

Boy, Boy, Boy - Underworld

Lyrics by：Rick Smith/Karl Hyde

Composed by：Karl Hyde/Rick Smith

Produced by：Rick Smith

Boy boy boy boy

Wraps his arm around a skinny thing

Naked around naked around naked around

Naked around the middle

She's a sleepwalker with an expensive bag

Cruising cubicles

Cash thrills

Cruising and thinking a cap and hood

Straps hanging down your black legs

Pig pig pig pig

Stick that word out at your best mark

Remember remember remember remembering

All your sundays come back to haunt me

I like to hurt myself like this sometimes

What you want from me this time

Do you want a spoon

Carrying another wound

Like an addiction

When you caught your affliction

I'm in a rage I'm in a rage I'm in a rage

I knew I refused to hand it over

Burn me burn me burn me burn me

I know what's going to happen next

Stood at the next table touching the lips with love

Okay now it's clear you can look

Clean clean

There's something chromium

Tattooed dad is getting dirty

And a tired thing boooze

Off with your head off with your head

Your razor wire beauty

You're going straight you're going straight you're going straight

But sometimes you gotta show them

I like to hurt myself like this sometimes

What you want from me this time

Do you want a spoon

Carrying another wound

Like an addiction

When you caught your affliction