Boys Keep Swinging
Written by David Bowie & Brian Eno
Produced by David Kahne
Released on "When You're A Boy" (1991)
Heaven loves ya
The clouds smile for ya
Nothing stands in your way
When you're a boy
Clothes always fit ya
Life is the pop of a cherry
When you're a boy.
(When you're a boy)
You can wear a uniform
(When you're a boy)
Other boys check you out
(You get a girl)
These are your favorite things
When you're a boy.
Boys...
Boys...
Boys...
Boys keep swinging
Boys always work it out.
Unpage the colors
Unfurl the flag
Love just kissed you hello
When you're a boy
They'll never clone ya
You're always first on the line
When you're a boy.
(When you're a boy)
You can buy a home of your own
(When you're a boy)
Learn to drive and everything
(You get a girl)
You'll get your share
When you're a boy.
Boys...
Boys...
Boys...
Boys keep swinging
Boys always work it out.
Boys...(boys)
Boys...(boys)
Boys...(oh, boys)
Boys...(boys)
Boys keep swinging, boys keep swinging
Boys keep swinging, boys always work it out.
Heaven loves ya
The clouds smile for ya
Nothing stands in your way
When you're a boy
Girls like to kiss ya
Life is the pop of a cherry
When you're a boy.
Heaven loves ya
The clouds smile for ya
Nothing stands in your way
Clothes always fit ya
Life is the pop of a cherry
When you're a boy.
When you're a boy
When you're a boy
When you're a boy.
When you're a boy (boys keep swinging, boys keep swinging)
When you're a boy (boys keep swinging, boys keep swinging)
When you're a boy (boys keep swinging, boys keep swinging)
When you're a boy (boys keep swinging, boys keep swinging).
When you're a boy (boys keep swinging, boys keep swinging)
When you're a boy (boys keep swinging, boys keep swinging)
When you're a boy (boys keep swinging, boys keep swinging)
When you're a boy (boys keep swinging, boys keep swinging).
When you're a boy (boys keep swinging, boys keep swinging)
When you're a boy (boys keep swinging, boys keep swinging)
When you're a boy (boys keep swinging, boys keep swinging)
When you're a boy (boys keep swinging, boys keep swinging).
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In A Place Where Nothing Moves
And The White Light In The Sky
Is Meaningless And Cruel
And We Turn Our Face Away
From A Cold And Violent Wind
And We Bow Our Heads Down
And We Pray To The Sound
Of Freedom
With A Mirror In My Hand
And My Eyes Burned In The Fire
Drunk On Self Deception
And Punished By Desire
Leaping Directly Into A Bright White Sea
I'll Keep Myself Breathing
And I'll Swallow The Sound
Of Freedom
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Nobody Knows You Feel
Go Further Inside You
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