Boylover James from Изток (Iztok) by Voyvoda

James was a boylover,
but that was the least of his sins
he was just a random shepherd
sent on a holy mission

installed as a governor
in a distant banana republic
with so many boygirls
amongst his ministers
James felt like a real tsar

the poor aborigines,
loved him as their own,
they even build him a monument,
he spent his days,
in mountains of snow,
oh James, you're closer to god...

the blood had spread
into the living room
they found him
strangled in the bathroom
both of his arms severed
his eyes forever open

poor brother James

I can't hear you weep
as you walk behind him

he's dead, he's dead,
poor brother James,
he's dead. he's dead,
boylover james
he's dead!

• Alternative
• coldwave
• post-punk
• punk