Cass McCombs - Bobby, King of Boys Town lyrics

[Cass McCombs - Bobby, King of Boys Town lyrics]

You ain't gonna pin it on me
I don't wanna hear your sermon
Can shave in three strokes
And spit like hypodermic
Can dance like the dickens
Ain't a man alive I fear
You would not dare insult me
If Brother Jack was here

Where'd you learn to smoke?
'Cause you're doing it all wrong
The next plane to Honolulu
Is what I'll be on god bless Father Flanagan
The movies is bologna newspaper
Magazine cigarette
Candy

You say you're fourteen
You certainly don't look it
The straight world is anything but
In fact, it's rather crooked


I'm getting out of Omaha and that's for sure
'Cause the people bark about me
Like I reversed the sin on murder

Bobby, King of Boys Town
Bobby, King of Boys Town
Bobby, King of Boys Town

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