Tin Pan Boy (Live in Atlanta)

[Spoken Intro]
This huge construction project could also change the character of areas on this road forever. That's the worry at least, to people once known as 'Tin Pan Alley'
This next song's called Tin Pan Boy
Let's fucking Lose it

[Intro]
Boy
Jump, jump, jump, jump

[Verse 1]
You found a carousel to ride around
But then you get bored, so you tear it down
Like a kid in a playground, putting sand in their mouth
Spit it out, when you're feeling fickle
And I want to say it shouldn't work that way
People's lives ain't a game, just 'cause you can pay
Smoking your big fat cigar
Tweed hat, cravat and four birds on your arm

[Chorus]
I'm just a tin pan boy, do you want to take that toy?
Hey, you, Mr. Developer
Hey, you, Mr. Developеr
You're just a tin town toy, a big fat boy
Hey, you, Mr. Inheritor
Crook, hook, Mr. Propriеtor (Boy)

[Verse 2]
You kick the small kid off the monkey bars
Take your mess out of his specs and the size of his arm
Force him to dress in black, then make him hold your holster
Whilst you shoot him in the back (Bang)
You will say I'm only writing songs
Son, get off of your ass and get a proper job
And snigger at my beat-up boots
But I tell you, Sir
Jump, Jump, Jump

[Chorus]
I'm just a tin pan boy, please, don't take my toys
Hey, you, Mr. Developer
Hey, you, Mr. Developer
You're just a tin town toy, a big fat boy
Hey, you, Mr. Inheritor
Crook, hook, Mr. Proprietor (Boy)

[Scream + Instrumental]

[Chorus]
I'm just a tin pan boy, 'cause they take my toys
Hey, you, Mr. Developer
Hey, you, Mr. Developer
You're just a tin town toy, a big fat boy
Hey, you, Mr. Inheritor
Crook, hook, Mr. Proprietor (Boy)

[Outro]
Thank you, see ya later
Do you want one more?
Atlanta, do you want one fucking more?
This song's called Doctor Doctor