Never thought I’d feel bad for the boys Never thought I’d feel bad for the boys
Good old Dane, what a shame He got done for a sexual harassment claim
What about Phil? He lost his chill Had to go and eat that damn red pill
And here come the grammar police Here comes the PC brigade And here comes a mattress on the floor From the bed you tried to get her to make
Now you’re living little lives without women And blaming them for all the change You thought the boys were ‘sposed to stay the same But no one cares about the good days
Poor Jack, that was slack Took the bait and hit his girl back
And here comes mike with the motorbike Guess he’ll never see that little tyke
Handsome Cory with his high school glory No one wants to hear those fucken stories
And here come the grammar police Here comes the PC brigade And here comes a mattress on the floor From the bed you tried to get her to make
Now you’re living little lives without women And blaming them for all the change You thought the boys were ‘sposed to stay the same But no one cares about the good days