Tin Pan Boy (Live in Atlanta)

[Spoken Intro]

This huge construction project could also change the character of areas on this road forever. That's the worry at least, to people once known as 'Tin Pan Alley'

This next song's called Tin Pan Boy

Let's fucking Lose it

[Intro]

Boy

Jump, jump, jump, jump

[Verse 1]

You found a carousel to ride around

But then you get bored, so you tear it down

Like a kid in a playground, putting sand in their mouth

Spit it out, when you're feeling fickle

And I want to say it shouldn't work that way

People's lives ain't a game, just 'cause you can pay

Smoking your big fat cigar

Tweed hat, cravat and four birds on your arm

[Chorus]

I'm just a tin pan boy, do you want to take that toy?

Hey, you, Mr. Developer

Hey, you, Mr. Developеr

You're just a tin town toy, a big fat boy

Hey, you, Mr. Inheritor

Crook, hook, Mr. Propriеtor (Boy)

[Verse 2]

You kick the small kid off the monkey bars

Take your mess out of his specs and the size of his arm

Force him to dress in black, then make him hold your holster

Whilst you shoot him in the back (Bang)

You will say I'm only writing songs

Son, get off of your ass and get a proper job

And snigger at my beat-up boots

But I tell you, Sir

Jump, Jump, Jump

[Chorus]

I'm just a tin pan boy, please, don't take my toys

Hey, you, Mr. Developer

Hey, you, Mr. Developer

You're just a tin town toy, a big fat boy

Hey, you, Mr. Inheritor

Crook, hook, Mr. Proprietor (Boy)

[Scream + Instrumental]

[Chorus]

I'm just a tin pan boy, 'cause they take my toys

Hey, you, Mr. Developer

Hey, you, Mr. Developer

You're just a tin town toy, a big fat boy

Hey, you, Mr. Inheritor

Crook, hook, Mr. Proprietor (Boy)

[Outro]

Thank you, see ya later

Do you want one more?

Atlanta, do you want one fucking more?

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