Hello little boys, little toys .
We're the dreams you're beliveing .
Crawling up the walls .
Running down your face .
Razor sharp, razor clean .
Feel the weapon's sensation .
On your back...
With loaded guns .
Now hold on to me pretty baby
If you want to fly
I'm gonna melt the fever sugar
Rolling back your eye's.
(...)
So what's it gonna take?
Silver shadow believer....
Spock rocker with your dirty eyes
It's a chance, gonna move
gonna fuck up your ego
silly boy, gonna make you cry
(...)
If what they say is true...
You're a boy - and I'm a girl
I will never fall in love with you