Good Boys

Good Boys

On the news there's war and oil, there's lots of people
taking for themselves
And yeah I kissed a girl who… Oh I shouldn't have done
But look there's war and oil on the news
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, all good boys
they go to heaven
Oh, but I ain't got no fear
'Cause I know everybody that I meet has a done a lot
worse things than me
So what do I care?
On my street there's drugs and guns, and lots of people
will nothing for themselves
And yeah you kissed a boy who… Oh you shouldn't have
done it
But look there's drugs and guns outside on the street
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, all good girls
they go to heaven
Oh, but I ain't got no fear
'Cause I know everybody that we meet is keeping secrets
so discreet
So what do we care?
Jesus why did you give me a conscience if I can't use
it to influence my actions?
And Jesus why do I have to know wrong from right…
When the knowledge never ever beats out passion?
'Cause the easy part is not getting caught
It's getting away with it that's the rub
Oh yes the easy part is never ever getting caught
But getting away with it is fucking driving me insane
tonight
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, all good boys
they go to heaven
Oh, but I ain't got no fear
'Cause I know God is watching from on high with his
trademark forgiving eye
He'll get us out of here
Oh Jesus what have I done? Oh Jesus what have I done?
Oh Jesus what have I done? I think I've blown it this