Boys will be boys, they promise but they won't come
They say they love, they do whatever it takes
To get
A woman under them
They curse while they're drunk and disappear in the morning
Love is an ashtray, a heart that hungers
And won't get
Anything prettier
A man's life is beautiful and damn ugly
A perfect plan and a complete chance
A jack of all trades and a specialist
Knows his place from Ivalo to Hanko
Boys will be boys
God's rugs
They weave for women and leave them unfinished, delightfully neglected
Boys will be boys
God's chimed
Blue chords, deep vile melodies to women
Boys will be boys, they want to wrestle
And right away they're saying 'what's he looking at'
About a stranger
Who they can't recognize
Boys will be boys when the world burns
Secretly they desire to be on girls' laps
Again
To scorch it
A man's life is beautiful and damn ugly
A perfect plan and a complete chance
A jack of all trades and a specialist
Knows his place from Ivalo to Hanko
Boys will be boys
God's rugs
They weave for women and leave them unfinished, delightfully neglected
Boys will be boys
God's chimed
Blue chords, deep vile melodies to women