Boys in the Better Land – Fontaines D.C. (Testo)

And the radio's all about a runaway model
With a face like sin and a heart like a James Joyce novel

Saying sister, sister how I missed ya, missed ya
Let's go wrist to wrist and take the skin off of my blister

If you're a rock star, porn star, superstar
Doesn't matter what you are
Get yourself a good car, get out of here

But the boys in the better land
You're always talking 'bout the boys in the better land
The boys in the better land

But the boys in the better land
You're always talking about the boys in the better land
The boys in the better land

Driver's got names to fill two double-barrells
He spits out "Brits out!", only smokes Carroll's

And he's refreshing the world in mind, body and spirit
Mind, body and spirit, you'd better hear it and fear it
Oh that's the spirit

Saying sister, sister how I missed ya, missed ya
Let's go wrist to wrist and take the skin off of my blister

If you're a rock star, porn star, superstar
Doesn't matter what you are
Get yourself a good car, get out of here

Yeah
But the boys in the better land
You're always talking about the boys in the better land
The boys in the better land

But the boys in the better land
You're always talking about the boys in the better land
The boys in the better land

The driver's got names to fill two double barrels
He spits out "Brits out!", only smokes Carroll's

And he's refreshing the world in mind, body and spirit
Mind, body and spirit, you'd better hear it and fear it
Ah that's the spirit

Saying sister, sister how I missed ya, missed ya
Let's go wrist to wrist and take the skin off of my blister

If you're a rock star, porn star, superstar
Doesn't matter what you are
Get yourself a good car, get out of here

Yeah
But the boys in the better land
You're always talking about the boys in the better land
The boys in the better land

But the boys in the better land
You're always talking about those boys in the better land
The boys in the better land