You best believe I'm from New York city.      You're telling me 'shut your mouth'   If I wasn't kissing, you wouldn't be around   You talk about faggots, little moma's boy   You sit at home, you got a chaperone   You need an escort to take a piss   He holds your hand and he shakes your dick   You're so pretty, suburban kitty   You think you're gonna change, rearrange your city?      Little London boys   You're little London boys   You're little London boys   You think you're gonna fool me?   Ha ha ha ha      Little rich kid, what do you know?   You had everything, don't you think it don't show?   I've been a climbing, just a face to the wall   Too much too soon, do you recall?      Have a holiday in the city,   Feelings in the air, vasaline pretty   You don't need no drunk, just LSD   You're all big shots. Shot by me!         You're little London boys   You're little London boys   You're little London boys   And I'm talking about the whole audience.      Too bad you boys don't know   And the girls they don't go   Everybody just shows      You're little,   Little London boys   You're little London Boys   You're little London Boys   You're little London Boys   You're little London Boys   You're little London Boys   You're little,   You're little,   Little London boys   You're little London Boys      You poor little puppet