London Boys

[Intro] You best believe I'm from New York City [Verse 1] Well you're telling me to shut my mouth If I wasn't kissing, you wouldn't be around You talk about faggots, you little mama's boy You sit at home, you got a chaperone You need an escort to take a piss He holds your hand and he shakes your dick You're so pretty, suburban kitty You think you're gonna change, rearrange my city? [Chorus] Little London boys You're little London boys You're little London boys You think you're gonna fool me? Haha! Hahaha, hahaha! [Verse 2] A little rich kid, what do you know? You hide everything, don't you think it don't show And I've been a-climbing, just a face to the wall Too much too soon, do you recall? Have a holiday in the city A-stealing souvenirs, vaseline pretty You don't need no drugs, just LSD You won't get shot, shot by me [Chorus] A little London boy A little London boy You're a little London boy And I'm talking about the whole lot of ya! [Guitar Solo] [Bridge] Too bad the boys don't know And the girls, they don't go Everybody just shows You're little [Chorus] Little London boy You're a little London boy You're a little London boy You're a little London boy You're a little London boy You're a little London boy You're little... You're little London boys You poor little puppet