| Song | Toy Boy (Live) |
| Artist | Mika |
| Album | The Boy Who Knew Too Much (International Special Edition Album - AOBP) |
| [00:11.09] | I’m a wind up toy |
| [00:13.14] | in an up-down world |
| [00:15.03] | if you leave me all alone |
| [00:16.51] | I'll make a mess for sure |
| [00:18.41] | I’ve a heart of gold |
| [00:20.21] | in the smallest size |
| [00:22.56] | leave me in the dark |
| [00:23.99] | you never hear me cry |
| [00:26.86] | more than an illustration |
| [00:30.53] | points of articulation |
| [00:34.25] | come to life on a brass spring |
| [00:38.11] | such a wonderful plaything |
| [00:42.01] | its a cruel cross |
| [00:43.97] | that I have to bear |
| [00:46.00] | if you come a little close |
| [00:47.71] | I’m going to pull your hair |
| [00:49.54] | more than just a toy |
| [00:51.44] | in a patched blue suit |
| [00:53.65] | when you hold me in your arms |
| [00:55.43] | I’m just a boy like you |
| [00:57.40] | but your momma thought |
| [00:59.14] | there was something wrong |
| [01:01.46] | didn’t want you sleeping |
| [01:03.05] | with a boy too long |
| [01:04.90] | It's a serious thing |
| [01:06.73] | in a grown-up world |
| [01:07.80] | maybe you’d be better |
| [01:11.07] | with a Barbie girl |
| [01:13.72] | you knew that |
| [01:14.53] | I adored ya |
| [01:17.13] | but you left me in Georgia |
| [01:21.24] | toys are not sentimental; |
| [01:26.00] | how could i be for rental? |
| [01:29.06] | she’s the meanest hag |
| [01:31.47] | that has ever been |
| [01:33.76] | pulled out my insides |
| [01:35.16] | with an old safety pin |
| [01:37.11] | I’m the sorest sight |
| [01:39.00] | now i feel like trash |
| [01:41.33] | clothes are made of rags |
| [01:42.77] | and they don’t even match |
| [01:44.69] | so she dressed me up |
| [01:46.46] | as the man she loved |
| [01:48.75] | and threw me in a box |
| [01:50.09] | when she had had enough |
| [01:52.25] | now the light of day |
| [01:54.15] | I no longer see |
| [01:56.68] | she stuck her voodoo pins |
| [01:57.79] | where my eyes used to be |
| [02:01.53] | accidentally tragic |
| [02:05.06] | victim of her black magic |
| [02:09.03] | had a boy once who loved me |
| [02:12.82] | now he’s so afraid of me |
| [02:16.96] | on a long lost day |
| [02:19.12] | when you’re grey and old |
| [02:21.44] | you’ll be there remembering |
| [02:23.34] | your old toy boy |
| [02:24.84] | when your only son’s |
| [02:27.22] | wondering what to be |
| [02:29.21] | tell him the story of |
| [02:30.80] | a boy like me |
| [00:11.09] | I' m a wind up toy |
| [00:13.14] | in an updown world |
| [00:15.03] | if you leave me all alone |
| [00:16.51] | I' ll make a mess for sure |
| [00:18.41] | I' ve a heart of gold |
| [00:20.21] | in the smallest size |
| [00:22.56] | leave me in the dark |
| [00:23.99] | you never hear me cry |
| [00:26.86] | more than an illustration |
| [00:30.53] | points of articulation |
| [00:34.25] | come to life on a brass spring |
| [00:38.11] | such a wonderful plaything |
| [00:42.01] | its a cruel cross |
| [00:43.97] | that I have to bear |
| [00:46.00] | if you come a little close |
| [00:47.71] | I' m going to pull your hair |
| [00:49.54] | more than just a toy |
| [00:51.44] | in a patched blue suit |
| [00:53.65] | when you hold me in your arms |
| [00:55.43] | I' m just a boy like you |
| [00:57.40] | but your momma thought |
| [00:59.14] | there was something wrong |
| [01:01.46] | didn' t want you sleeping |
| [01:03.05] | with a boy too long |
| [01:04.90] | It' s a serious thing |
| [01:06.73] | in a grownup world |
| [01:07.80] | maybe you' d be better |
| [01:11.07] | with a Barbie girl |
| [01:13.72] | you knew that |
| [01:14.53] | I adored ya |
| [01:17.13] | but you left me in Georgia |
| [01:21.24] | toys are not sentimental |
| [01:26.00] | how could i be for rental? |
| [01:29.06] | she' s the meanest hag |
| [01:31.47] | that has ever been |
| [01:33.76] | pulled out my insides |
| [01:35.16] | with an old safety pin |
| [01:37.11] | I' m the sorest sight |
| [01:39.00] | now i feel like trash |
| [01:41.33] | clothes are made of rags |
| [01:42.77] | and they don' t even match |
| [01:44.69] | so she dressed me up |
| [01:46.46] | as the man she loved |
| [01:48.75] | and threw me in a box |
| [01:50.09] | when she had had enough |
| [01:52.25] | now the light of day |
| [01:54.15] | I no longer see |
| [01:56.68] | she stuck her voodoo pins |
| [01:57.79] | where my eyes used to be |
| [02:01.53] | accidentally tragic |
| [02:05.06] | victim of her black magic |
| [02:09.03] | had a boy once who loved me |
| [02:12.82] | now he' s so afraid of me |
| [02:16.96] | on a long lost day |
| [02:19.12] | when you' re grey and old |
| [02:21.44] | you' ll be there remembering |
| [02:23.34] | your old toy boy |
| [02:24.84] | when your only son' s |
| [02:27.22] | wondering what to be |
| [02:29.21] | tell him the story of |
| [02:30.80] | a boy like me |