Yungblud - Tin Pan Boy lyrics

This huge construction project could also change the character of areas on this route forever That’s the worry at least of people once known as Tin Pan alley You find a carousel and ride it 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 when I 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 and cravat [?] birds on your arm I’m just a tin pan boy Don’t wanna 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 Go home Mr. proprietor Boy, boy, boy Boy, boy, boy You kicked the small kid off the monkey bars Take the mess out his specs and the size of his arm Force him to dress in black Then make him hold your holster while you shoot him in the back But you will say I’m only writing songs Son get up off your arse and get a proper job And sn******g at my beat up boots I tell you sir I’m coming after you in fiction I’m just a tin pan boy (Please don’t take my toys) Don’t wanna take my toys Hey you Mr. developer Hey you Mr. developer You’re just a Tin Town coy A big fat boy Hey you Mr. inheritor Hey you Mr. proprietor Boy, boy, boy Boy, boy, boy I’m just a tin pan boy (Please don’t take my toys) Don’t wanna take my toys Hey Hey You’re just a Tin Town coy A big fat boy Hey Hey Boy, boy, boy Boy, boy, boy Boy, boy, boy Boy, boy, boy