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The catch the crux and the rub Boys I never got home Boys So I'm howling all night with the cats Boys In Ye-ru-sha-lay-im Boys I kept my fingers crossed and my stomach in knots Boys Doing whatever the hell I want Boys Always pissed off but never been caught Boys In Ye-ru-sha-lay-im Boys I met you running away from home Boys You were just loving it all Boys Keep on running until you get Boys To Ye-ru-sha-lay-im Boys I been fettered and I been free Boys Letras de cancionesI been fed up with what's expected of me Boys That's my damn own fault now innit Boys Now Ye-ru-sha-lay-im Boys Irresponsible divine Never saving a dime Feast or famine that's just fine Hell everything will be fine Idealist divine You're a terrible liar This is a trickster's world Trickster makes this world Ye-ru-sha-lay-im Boys From Letras Mania