BOYO - Where Have All My Friends Gone?

Summer Home

Built yourself a summer home—you made it out of sticks and stones
And nonbelievers broken bones who looked at you and laughed
Carried out the master plan and got the kids to join your band
Now you tour the greater land, macrodosing laughs

You do it for thrills
Sensations that kill, for the moment, for the moment
You do it for thrills
Sensations that kill, for the moment, for the moment
For the moment, for the moment

Built yourself a bummer home—you made it out of glass and foam
Daring me to throw my stones but I don't have the aim
Carried out the your master plan and got the kids to like your band
Now your wish is their command, macrodosing pain

You do it for thrills
Sensations that kill, for the moment, for the moment
You do it for thrills
Sensations that kill, for the moment, for the moment
For the moment, for the moment
For the moment, for the moment
For the moment, for the moment

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Writer(s): Robert Tilden
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