Good Boys

Blondie · The Curse Of Blondie [2003]

Satellites are falling down tonight

I see you far away

I'm floating into this inescapable bliss



Changing light, I know the symptoms of

I got myself to blame

I'm needing you, I just don't care anymore



Good boys never win

Good boys always follow

Good boys never win

They all fall away and you remain



Fear of flight

I'm so afraid of heights

Why are you asking why

I'm walking but my feet are never touching the ground



Good boys never win

Good boys always fellow

Good boys never win

They all fall away and you remain



Eyes wide the middle of the night

Got more money than a body got right

Riding on the "L" till the sun comes up again



You got me on your face

A big disgrace

Shakin' your feathers all over the place

You woke face down on St. Mark's Avenue



What a pity for you

What a pity for you



Good boys

Good boys never win

Good boys always follow

Good boys never win

They all fall away and you remain



Eyes wide the middle of the night

Got more money than a body got right

Riding on the "L" till the sun comes up again



You got me on your face

A big disgrace

Shakin' your feathers all over the place

You woke face down on St. Mark's Avenue



What a pity for you



What a pity for you

What a pity for you



Good boys

What a pity for you

Good boys