Boyzone by Rabbit Troupe Lyrics

Draggin' slacks through the mud
You're gonna need a rope to get back from where you are going
Adolescents jammed in a confined space
On turn on turn on turn

Draggin' slacks through the mud
You're gonna need a hand to get back from inside the fire
Straight-up grownups jammed in a basement
We keep finding errors

Keep your hands and heads inside
Keep the boy on his feet
Nylon walls keep the woods away
Conversations drop and hit the flames

When the night grows cold on your freshly shaved head
Sometimes you can't help but feel like entering rage and kicking some doors in

Keep your hands and heads inside
Keep the boy on his feet
Nylon walls keep the woods away
Conversations drop and hit the flames