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Tekster: Barenaked Ladies. All In Good Time. Golden Boy.

Hey, golden boy
Don't let the darkness in to take you away from yourself
Nobody else, there's nobody left to make you run
Somebody new, maybe it's you, only bereft of meaning

One of these days
You're gonna wake up wondering how it went down
Then in a daze, you're gonna make up something
And wallow around in your room

Maybe it's soon
Or maybe it won't be for some time
I hope you'll be, thinking of me
And I hope you won't be lonely

Hang your head but don't let your hair fall out
Just hang your hat at somebody else's house

Game, set and match
I'll have to give that to you, you are the man
Wait, there's a catch
Everyone sees right through you
But that was the plan all along

Just tell me I'm wrong
Tell me you wanted something else
You entered the code that made you explode
Now I hope you won't be lonely anymore

Hang your head but don't let your hair fall out
Just hang your hat at somebody else's house

No, no, no, you're not a quitter
So, don't, don't, don't, don't you be bitter
Go, go, go where you glitter away

Hang your head but don't let your hair fall out
Just hang your hat at somebody else's house
Hang your head but don't let your hair fall out
Just hang your hat at somebody else's house

Somebody else's house
Somebody else's house