Pretty Boys by The Last Band (Band) Lyrics

See how they walk and shake their hips, all dressed up like Nikki Sixx
Painted lips and bloodshot eyes, Stockholm syndrome never dies

How they look so fucking cool, Guns n Roses and Motley Crue
Painted lips and bloodshot eyes, Stockholm syndrome never dies

Want the cover of Rolling Stone, Acting out but still living at home
Painted lips and bloodshot eyes, Stockholm syndrome never dies

Never dies

Take your time and flip the coin
This ain't no place for the pretty boys
Heads or tails, what's your choice?
This ain't no place for the pretty boys

How they play that same old bass, black mascara all over the face
Painted lips and bloodshot eyes, Stockholm syndrome never dies

Cowboy boots up to their knees, pretty boys just love their sleaze
Painted lips and bloodshot eyes, Stockholm syndrome never dies
Never dies

Take your time and flip the coin
This ain't no place for the pretty boys
Heads or tails, what's your choice?
This ain't no place for the pretty boys

Take your time and flip the coin
This ain't no place for the pretty boys
Heads or tails, what's your choice?
This ain't no place for the pretty

Ain't no place
Ain't no place
Ain't no place

For the pretty
For the pretty
For the pretty

This ain't no place for the pretty