Curl up tight into a ball, curl my body against the soil Staring up here, at the cathedral wall I will sleep tonight, be a baby, forget it all, be a baby
boys; not unless you sing along But what have done wrong Were only standing and singing our songs This is not a call to arms boy; not unless you sing
Traducció: The Ordinary Boys. Crida a les armes.
you boys; not unless you sing along But what have done wrong Were only standing and singing our songs This is not a call to arms boy; not unless you
like the boys that feel like they gotta be cool And she don't like the fake hoes in cosmotology school But one day, she'll show the world That she's no ordinary
