Boys in the Band

Give a big hand
For the boys in the band who can do everything better than me
An overnight success, just from banging on their chest
As we cheer beneath the glass ceiling

We've only ever dreamt of the majority they represent
Who could get away with anything
Normalise the way they behave after they avert the blame
Pretend there's no special treatment

The boys, the boys, the boys, the boys
The band, the band that made them
The blood, the sweat, the tears, the noise
The cause, the rumours, the privilege

Give a big hand to the boys in the band
As they try to work a crowd
They're local heroes I've heard, but the lines are getting blurred
You gotta say they're not safe to be around

Raising a glass to the boys who got this far
Without being called out for anything
From the tactics of all connecting
They resolve into flirting
'Cause we seperate the art from the artist

The boys, the boys, the boys, the boys
The band, the band that made them
The blood, the sweat, the tears, the noise
The cause, the rumours, the privilege

The boys, the boys, the boys, the boys
The band, the band that made them
The blood, the sweat, the tears, the noise
The cause, the rumours, the privilege

The boys, the boys, the boys, the boys
The band, the band that made them
The blood, the sweat, the tears, the noise
The cause, the rumours, the privilege

Hide your drink from the boys in music
Before you pass out in their limousine
'Cause you're really a fool
You've always been looked as a fool
Are you sure you're gonna drag it again?