Christopher Young [OST. 작곡, 감독]

Young Boys, charming and innocent
Adolescent fun
My toys, spectral virginity
I wanna watch them come
Hey boys, I'm a candy bar
A tidbit for your tongue
Those boys with your chastity
I wanna be your very first one

Young boys, dressed up in leatherettes
I wanna make 'em shine
Come down to my special route
Number sixty-nine
My boy, shock me and thrill me
You know what I desire
You're hot, nasty and spicy
You'll have to quench my fire

Young boys, I want you to be my toys
I'm begging you please
Young boys, I'm down on my knees
Young boys, I'll take you to heaven
Boys

Young boys, soft and so kissable
I'm waiting for their touch
They're rough, that's why I like them
I wanna taste their fudge
Horny boys, youthful and healthy
Lovegun never stops
They come, it's unbelievable
Squeeze you till you drop

Young boys, I want you to be my toys
I'm begging you please
Young boys, I'm down on my knees
Young boys, I'll take you to heaven
Boys

Young boys, part of a family
It's me that you can trust
Right now, give me physically
A boy to dim my lust
Their dads don't like it
They want me to themselves
Sweet boys, tasty and horny
I'll peel away their shell

Young boys, I want you to be my toys
I'm begging you please
Young boys, I'm down on my knees
Young boys, I'll take you to heaven
Boys
I want you to be my toys
I'm begging you please
I'm down on my knees
I'll take you to heaven

I talk of freedom
you talk of the flag
I talk of revolution
you'd much rather brag
and as the decibels of this disenchanting discourse
continue to dampen the day

the coin flips again and again, and again, and again
as our sanity walks away
all this discussion though politically correct
is dead beyond destruction
though it leaves me quite erect

and as the final sunset rolls behind the earth
and the clock is finally dead
I'll look at you, you'll look at me
and we'll cry a lot
but this will be what we said
this will be what we said

Look where all this talking got us, baby.

There's a town down the road
Where I ain't been before
Nobody knows my name
Or what I'm lookin' for

Maybe things will be a little different
'Cause they can't stay the same
I'm gonna ease on down the road
Where nobody knows my name

I've got to keep the dust a movin'
Up around my heels
There might be a change for me
Just over that distant field

Even when the past comes callin'
Lookin' for somebody to blame
I'll be easin' on down the road
Where nobody knows my name

When the burnin' sun surrenders
Will he still remember me?
I never told him I was goin'
Out where the wind is blowin' free

If he thinks about me tonight
I know, he won't miss the pain
'Cause I'll be takin' it down the road
Where nobody knows my name

When the burnin' sun surrenders
Will he still remember me?
I never told him I was goin'
Out where the wind is blowin' free

If he thinks about me tonight
I know he won't miss the pain
I'll be takin' it down the road
Where nobody knows my name

I'm gonna ease on down the road
Where nobody knows my name

Southern California is bad for the soul
And New York City takes its toll
The Mississippi River has a mean undertow
How can I shield myself from the things that I hear
I want to close my eyes and sleep for a year
Tell me that it's only a dream
That it's a nightmare
Trying not to think about it
Trying not to think about it

How can your mother be so strong
When her only baby is gone
I don't know where you are
Everything is wrong
So I'm trying not to think about it

Lord I'd like to leave this town
Lord I'd like to leave this town
But I guess I'll hang around
But I guess I'll hang around

Trouble is a lonesome town
Trouble is a lonesome town
Trouble is where I was born
Yeah trouble is where I was born

[harmonica]

Trouble is a lonesome town
Trouble is a lonesome town
Trouble is where I was born
Yeah trouble is where I was born
Trouble
Trouble

I was alive
after the murder
yes I survived
after the crash
you know my dreams
you couldn't haunt them
and when you tried
I only laughed
yes I am tortured
but I'm happy when
you push me to the edge
and I can't take it
when you fake it
trying to make it easy on my head
I am tortured
got a twisted little mind
I am tortured
but I'm happy
I wasn't harmed
you couldn't curse me
yes I survived
after the blast
and all your screaming
it only drives me on
it drives you nuts
it makes me laugh

The first round goes, we go to blows,
I’m the Spider-Man nobody knows,
But the spider conceals the truth.
The spectums raise your ringside days,
I’ve been in love with you for a million days,
But the fighter conceals his wounds.

I’m in love with you but I fight the urge.
Muhammad Ali makes a third round surge,
And the audience can see the truth.
His punches land I can hardly stand,
I’ve got the power of a spider but the heart of a man,
But the power is in the truth.

Honesty can kill the spider,
Muhammad Ali feels the same,
The audience can give you power,
And I hear them call my name (Here comes the Spider-Man),
Hear them call my name (Does whatever a spider can).
I hear them call my name (Here comes the Spider-Man),
Hear them call my name (Does whatever a spider can).

At the seventh round you make a sound,
Muhammad Ali only knocks me down,
He whispered to tell the truth.
I say ‘I’m in love with you’ at the knock out count,
The audience cheers as the champ wins out,
But now you know the truth.

Honesty can kill the fighter.
Muhammad Ali knows the same.
Honestly the truth is power,
And I hear you call my name (Here comes the Spider-Man),
Hear you call my name (Does whatever a spider can).
I hear you call my name (Here comes the Spider-Man),
Hear you call my name (Does whatever a spider can).
I hear you call my name (Here comes the Spider-Man),
Hear you call my name (Does whatever a spider can).

I hear you call my name,
Hear you call my name.