Tennis Court
Don't you think that it's boring how people talk?Making smart with their words again - well, I'm boredBecause I'm doing this for the thrill of it, killin' itNever not chasing a million things I wantAnd I am only as young as the minute is, full of itGetting pumped up from the little bright things I boughtBut I know they'll never own me, yeah
Baby, be the class clownI'll be the beauty queen in tearsIt's a new art form showing people how little we careWe're so happy, even when we're smilin' out of fearLet's go down to the tennis court and talk it up like yeah
Pretty soon I'll be getting on my first planeI'll see the veins of my city like they do in spaceBut my head's filling up fast with the wicked gamesHow can I fuck with the fun again when I'm known?And my boys trip me up with their heads again, loving themEverything's cool when we're all in line for the throneBut I know it's not forever, yeah
Baby, be the class clownI'll be the beauty queen in tearsIt's a new art form showing people how little we careWe're so happy, even when we're smilin' out of fearLet's go down to the tennis court and talk it up like yeah
It looked all right in the picturesGetting caught's half of the trip though, isn't it?I fall apart with all my heartAnd you can watch from your window
Baby, be the class clownI'll be the beauty queen in tearsIt's a new art form showing people how little we careWe're so happy, even when we're smilin' out of fearLet's go down to the tennis court and talk it up like yeah