Låttexter: RES. How I Do. Golden Boys.

Why are you selling dreams
Of who you wish you could be?
A prince in all of the magazines
They'd have no words for the man I've seen
You talk real fast 'fore they see your face

Would they love you
If they knew all the things we know?
We've got these images
We need them to be true
Not ready to believe
We're no more insecure than you

But then there're girls like me
Who sit appauled by what we've seen
We know the truth about you
Now you're the prince of all the magazines
That is a dangerous thing

Now would they love you
If they knew all the things that we know?
Those golden boys are all a fraud
Don't believe their show
Now would they love you
If they knew all the things that we know
Golden boy life ain't a video

But then there're girls like me
Who sit appauled by what we've seen
We know the truth about you
Now you're the prince of all the magazines
That is a dangerous thing

Golden boy

Place you in these robes
And tell you you're the greatest man
And you believe in playing cards
Got dealt a winning hand

Don't you get tired of the show
The kissin' ass of all the people that you wanna know
When I was young I thought you had it won
I saw you on TV you made life look fun
But then years go by and people grow
I realize it's all a freak show

But then there're girls like me
Who sit appauled by what we've seen
We know the truth about you
Now you're the prince of all the magazines
That is a dangerous thing

Now would they love you
If they knew all the things that we know?
Those golden boys are all a fraud
Don't believe their show
Now would they love you
If they knew all the things that we know
Golden boy life ain't a video

But then there're girls like me
Who sit appauled by what we've seen
We know the truth about you
Now you're the prince of all the magazines
That is a dangerous thing

Girls like me don't need no
Bubblin' mindstate thrown in my face
Girls like me don't need no
Bubblin' mindstate thrown in my face

The way you goin'
Ain't gonna be no stroll in the sunshine
Can't turn it back now, baby
You gone and past that line

Girls like me, give it on up now
So give it on up now
So what you gonna do?

But then there're girls like me
Who sit appauled by what we've seen
We know the truth about you
Now you're the prince of all the magazines
That is a dangerous thing

Now would they love you
If they knew all the things that we know?
Those golden boys are all a fraud
Don't believe their show
Now would they love you
If they knew all the things that we know
Golden boy life ain't a video

But then there're girls like me
Who sit appauled by what we've seen
We know the truth about you
Now you're the prince of all the magazines
That is a dangerous thing

Now would they love you
If they knew all the things that we know?
Those golden boys are all a fraud
Don't believe their show
Now would they love you
If they knew all the things that we know
Golden boy life ain't a video