Weiss Boys
(to the tune of Wild Boys by Duran Duran)
(This was inspired by a panel from the original manga - just the look on Aya's face when he realises that as a member of this team of ruthless assassins, he has to work undercover - as a florist!)
Weiss Boys! Weiss Boys! Weiss Boys!
Weiss Boys!
Weiss! (Weiss)
Boys! (Boys)
The Weiss Boys are sulking, on their way back to the shop
With orders for a bouquet made of purple hollyhocks
Weiss Boys wanna blow this cover
Sick of all the comments, about florists being lame
Because it's murder being a killer
When you hang your head in shame
Schwarz tried to mock them -
Looks like they'll try again!
Weiss Boys - never liked it
Weiss Boys - never chose the flowers
Weiss Boys - pray for closing time
Weiss Boys rather - fight!
They got pollen on the weapons, there's bloodstains on the flowers
And the telephone's been ringing while that Aya stands and glowers
Weiss Boys wonder where's the glory?
(Where is the oasis, now the decoration's due?)
'Cause saying it with flowers isn't what they wanna do
Something more macho -
Heck, hairdressing would do!
Weiss Boys - never liked it
Weiss Boys - never chose the flowers
Weiss Boys - pray for closing time
Weiss Boys rather - fight!
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