[crowd cheers] This ones called Hey boy [crowd cheers] Now when i say "Hey boy" you say "Hey boy" right back to me ok? Lets try it, ready? a hey boy! (Hey boy) Thats it, just like that [crowd cheers] ok lets go for reals this time Hey Boy! (Hey Boy!) I got a message for you - About a thing called Love And the stars above And a little white dove Since push turned to shove - To fisticuffs.... Things really got rough But enough's enough [increase bpm +30] Hey Boy! (Hey Boy!) I heard it from a friend about you - About your hatred When you're lyin' in your bed And your face turns red With your anger fed From the things you said And you wish you were dead Because you're separated From a thing called Love And the stars above And a little white dove Since push turned to shove - To fisticuffs... Things really got rough But enough's enough [banjo solo] [Increase bpm +30] Hey Boy! (Hey Boy!) I heard it from a friend about you - That your heart is broken And you're anger's smokin' And you lie there pokin' At a little token Of days gone by You let out a sigh Tears fill your eyes And you start to cry And say, "Oh, God, why?" And you wish you could die And your eyes won't dry And time don't fly on this hellish night Eyes open wide on this hellish ride As you go switching from side to side Because you're filled with hatred When you're lyin' in your bed And your face turns red With your hatred fed From the things you said And you wish you were dead Because you're separated From a thing called Love And the stars above And a little white dove Since push turned to shove - To fisticuffs.... Things really got rough But enough's enough [technical banjo solo] Hey Boy! (Hey Boy!) [spoken slowly] I heard it from a friend about youuuuuuu! [band crashes to a stop] [crowd cheers] [Spoken] Reggie Blackstone on the banjo lady's and gentlemen [crowd cheers] [banjo outro]
