his world is filled with such ugly things
frightful visions is all it brings
all he needs is to hear some pretty sounds
all he needs is to see some pretty sights
all he needs is to think some pretty thoughts
but it's all you boys it's all you boys
it's not his choice
strike down the band with yer swords of gold
strike down the band they've gotten old
strike down the band this play has closed
strike down the band with yer swords of gold
her world is filled with such gorgeous things
a walk down her street comes with a
swell of strings
she don't need to hear no ugly sounds
she don't need to see no ugly sights
she don't need to think no ugly thoughts
but it's all you boys it's all you boys
she's got no choice
strike down the band with yer swords of gold
strike down the band they've gotten old
strike down the band the play has closed
strangle the band with yer guitar chords
strike down the band with a Golden Globe
strike down the band with a microphone
strike down the band with yer swords of gold
strike down the band with er microphone
with yer swords of gold
just wait your turn