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Versuri Paris Paloma – Good Boy lyrics

[Intro]
I knew one day I’d have to watch powerful men burn the world down
I just didn’t expect them to be such losers

[Verse 1]
I have never seen submission embodied half so well
As in the feeble competition between men with souls to sell
And I’ve never seen a guard dog with less fearsome of a bite
Than with its tail between its legs found at the rich man’s side
Look at him, he’s sweating, he’s sweating from the climb
Office worker, soldier, CEO, hе’s bleedin’ and he’s blind
And I have nevеr seen a creature more pitiful than him
He drinks power like saltwater, all because he cannot swim

[Chorus]
Mouths open, servants of a higher power
They told him, „It’s a staircase, it’s a tower”
Full circle, wagging tails, wearing a collar
Poor madman, that’s what happens when you drink saltwater

[Verse 2]
Burned your tongue too early and realised too late
The tragedy of losin’ everything you’ll never taste
The clearness of the river, the honey on her tongue
Door opened to communion, bein’ your father’s son
And I would not expect you to witness what we know
The songs sung in the dark times, the fire and the snow
We’ll be piling up our pyre and you defend your lords
And we will have our joy, but it will never be yours

[Chorus]
Mouths open, servants of a higher power (Higher power)
They told him, „It’s a staircase, it’s a tower”
Full circle, wagging tails, wearing a collar (Wearing a collar)
Even the dogs know not to drink saltwater

[Bridge]
Good boy, you’re working exactly as intended
Has the penny dropped? You’re never gonna get it
Unrewarded for all of your defendin’
From your loneliness epidemic
Good boy, has any of the money trickled down yet?
You say one day you’ll be rich? Well, tell me how then
Unpaid marketing department for the power
Good boy, good boy
Ah, good boy, good boy

[Chorus]
Mouths open, servants of a higher power (Good boy, you’re working exactly as intended)
(Has the penny dropped? You’re never gonna get it)
They told him, „It’s a staircase, it’s a tower” (Unrewarded from all of your defendin’ from your loneliness epidemic)
Full circle, wagging tails, wearing a collar (Good boy, has any of the money trickled down yet?)
(You say one day you’ll be rich? Well, tell me how then)
Even the dogs know not to drink saltwater (Unpaid marketing department for the power, good boy, good boy)

Written by: Paris Paloma