So I guess I fell in love with a toy soldier He told me that our love would be marching on Hoorah, hoorah He told me that our love was mighty strong
And now, please welcome my friend Marc Anthony Hey, when mistletoe and tinsel glow Paint a yuletide valentine Back home I go to those I know For a Christmas
get oil rich Enough to make all your ex boyfriends sick And even though you wind me up And I march to the beat of your heart, Don't toy with this And
your toy, your 20th century boy 20th century toy, I wanna be your boy 20th century toy, I wanna be your boy 20th century toy, I wanna be your boy 20th century toy
without a smile. Days of the earth, are unbroken changeless turf, But the faces of the men are something else. In the wind, as a boy, was a spacious sexual toy
I saw a little man who had a toy trumpet He sat on a stone with his lips to the mouthpiece He was deaf dumb and blind so he couldn't quite make it
was born to move with fire in my shoes F....................g................... I'm an unnoticed boy just you just toy (? )
Oh baby won't you ride them I'm just a boy, be my toy Ride my wheels I'm just a boy, be my toy Ride my wheels I've got some punk To lay on you
this a red toy? How about this? (picks up toy dog) Kind of pinkish maybe, but ... (keeps looking through toys, none of which are red, until--) Here's a red toy
with the first Before the beginning and after the end It can't be funny, it didn't bend I didn't want this at all, at all, at all A blindered horse, a wind up toy
Six maneuver, how to slip into that toy Is it the pimp, the crook a hustler thing? The man, the music, the making, the king Constantly builded by me A million men marching
, no, I'm not the kind who will take it for granted. How I would like to know all the toy soldiers in a row, marching to and fro, all the tin soldiers
"Bop" when it stopped And "Whirrr" when it stood still I never knew just what it was and I guess I never will It first marched left and then marched right Then marched
sun rise? (Eyes glare from your enemy sights make me go blind) This is a war administer the pill (Keep fighting) Before the cell divides (Keep marching) We'll both go down like toy
been known Sometimes I think my own self stupid 'Cause I stay shootin' at marks Get twisted up in police reports Since the cradle, I've been ungrateful My first toy
horrified eyes one by one are swallowed and what we hear are parent's cries a weekend with drunk friends and your ride home ia a funeral march can
into that toy Is it the pimp the crook a hustler thing? The man the music the making the king Constantly builded by me A million men marching like Calling
