The Boy Who Sat By The Window lyrics - Boy George

Been tryna work 'em out for years

But there's so much to see out of the window

I don't know why they stopped me here

But must have been a reason, I forget

Don't look inside, that's not, that's that prize

Don't look inside, but don't look down

The boy who sat by the window

With colorful thoughts flying through his head

The boy who sat by the window

This is some of the story, but it's not over yet

Came to London, found a flat

Smoked a joint, wore a hat

Wore my trousers back to front

Went to [?]

[?] on the door turned me away

Went back the following Friday, got in

I came [?] falling in love [?]

"Are you crazy?" I heard them say

Now all I can see is Vivienne Westwood shaking her head

And [?] got a Westwood bag on his head

He started everything, don't laugh

No one's trying to be funny

Polystyrene knows that I'm dyslexic

I never heard that word in school

I was just a troublemaker

The boy who sat by the window

With colorful thoughts flying through his head

The boy who sat by the window

This is some of the story, but it's not over yet

I'm getting into a bit of spoken word, because

Words are meant to be spoken, haven't you heard?

So like poetry but for queers and our straight friends

'Cause it takes two of them to make one of me, get it?

We're all in this together