I'm jealous of my own
And they all get them out so
And they all get them out for
You talk about it every night
It's all so rudimentary
For the boys in the band
Yes they all want them out for
They twist and they shout for
I know you like the roll
And I've never heard you sing
So how can it mean a single thing
How does it feel?
In the barrel of a gun
I've no homestead
Of the limousine wheel
And they all get them out for
But tell me baby
But then I stop to think
How does it feel?
They scream and they shout for
For the boys in the band
It's all so rudimentary
It's all so rudimentary
And I ask myself, why?
But I've never seen you dance
For the boys in the band
You're walking like it every night
They scream and they shout for
But I've never seen those flowers
But tell me baby
One of those things that darling you must try
I know you like the roll
You're walking like you never seen the light
But through these hearts I will roam, yea
For the boys in the band
For the boys in the band
All I've ever seen you do is run
Of the limousine wheel
For the boys in the band
Now I'm jealous
For the boys in the band
They scream and they shout for
You're talking like your handy in a fight
