Somewhere out in the heart of suburbia
flinching from the words that could almost murder her
listen
It's the final day
Whatever boys say
girls don't cry
Whatever boys say
girls don't cry
She's wearing plaid and jeans
like a workman on the road
Hitching out west
with a personal stereo
playing
"Lay, lady, lay"
Whatever boys say
girls don't cry
Whatever boys say
girls don't cry
In her heart
she's not even a renegade
From the start
she knew why she would not be saved
All her instincts
lead a different way
In the pocket by her heart is a dog-eared polaroid
a picture of a girl with her arm round a boy who went missing
the final day
Whatever boys say
girls don't cry
Whatever boys say
girls don't cry
Whatever boys say
(I don't care what they say)
girls don't cry
Whatever boys say
(I don't care what they say)
girls don't cry
flinching from the words that could almost murder her
listen
It's the final day
Whatever boys say
girls don't cry
Whatever boys say
girls don't cry
She's wearing plaid and jeans
like a workman on the road
Hitching out west
with a personal stereo
playing
"Lay, lady, lay"
Whatever boys say
girls don't cry
Whatever boys say
girls don't cry
In her heart
she's not even a renegade
From the start
she knew why she would not be saved
All her instincts
lead a different way
In the pocket by her heart is a dog-eared polaroid
a picture of a girl with her arm round a boy who went missing
the final day
Whatever boys say
girls don't cry
Whatever boys say
girls don't cry
Whatever boys say
(I don't care what they say)
girls don't cry
Whatever boys say
(I don't care what they say)
girls don't cry
Contributed by Bernart Bartleby - 2015/9/9 - 14:58
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Scritta da Neil Tennant e Chris Lowe
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Canzone dedicata a Teena Renae Brandon (1972-1993), giovane transgender del Nebraska il quale, in cerca di identità e felicità dopo un’infanzia segnata dagli abusi sessuali subiti in un ambito familiare dominato dall’ignoranza e dall’alcol, terminò il suo calvario nei giorni tra Natale e Capodanno del 1993, prima violentato e poi trucidato, insieme a due amici che avevano cercato di nasconderlo, da due balordi tranfobici.
La terribile storia di Brandon/Teena e l’omicidio suo e di Lisa Lambert e Phillip DeVine sono stati raccontati nel film “Boys Don't Cry”, diretto nel 1999 da Kimberly Peirce, con una grandissima Hilary Swank nel parte del protagonista.
Gli autori della violenza e delle brutali esecuzioni, tali Tom Nissen e John Lotter, sono stati condannati rispettivamente all’ergastolo e alla pena di morte.
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