“Good Boy” by Paris Paloma – A Song Feature

 

     Never has the staff of Indie Obsessive disagreed more about whether a post is appropriate for the blog. But free speech won the discussion. “Good Boy” might drive away listeners with the spoken-word intro, so those listeners will miss the strength of the lyrical layering during the final minute of the song from Paris Paloma.

 

     Paloma explains:

  "’Good Boy’ is a message to men that you have more in common with me, more in common with everyday women, then you do with men in power pushing capitalist patriarchy; so don’t be their good boy. Any knee-jerk reaction to women criticising and working against patriarchy, by calling women ‘man haters', bites off your own nose, and upholds a system that isolates and betrays you, cutting you off from community and love. You won’t be rewarded by those in power for upholding a system that harms you and benefits them. You’ll get nothing, not even so much as a ‘Good boy.’"

 

     The lyrics of “Good Boy” are included in this post. Paris Paloma instructs independent-thinking men to resist any temptation to chase their own tails in a quest for approval from others who care only for themselves.

 

     Interestingly, Paloma has a tour date supporting Florence + The Machine. During portions of “Good Boy,” we find it fair to compare Paloma’s vocals to those of Florence Welch.

 

     Paris Paloma is based in London, UK. “Good Boy” was released on September 19, 2025.

 

     “Good Boy” by Paris Paloma

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Lyrics of “Good Boy” by Paris Paloma
I knew one day that I’d have to watch
Powerful men burn the world down
I just didn’t expect them to be such losers
 
I have never seen submission
Embodied half so well
As in the feeble competition
Between men with souls to sell
And I have never seen a guard dog
With less fearsome of a bite
Then with its tail between its legs
Found at the rich man’s side
 
Look at him, he’s sweating,
He’s sweating from the climb
Office worker, soldier, CEO
He’s bleeding and he’s blind
And I have never seen a creature
More pitiful than him
He drinks power like saltwater
All because he cannot swim
 
Mouths open
Servants of a higher power
They told him
“It's a staircase, it's a tower!”
Full circle
Wagging tails, wearing a collar
Poor madman that’s what happens
When you drink saltwater
 
Burned your tongue too early
And realized too late
The tragedy of losing
Everything you’ll never taste
The clearness of the river
The honey on her tongue
Door open to communion
Being your father’s son
 
And I would not expect you
To witness what we know
The songs sung in the dark times
The fire in the snow
We’ll be piling up our pyre
And you defend your lords
And we will have our joy
But it will never be yours
 
Mouths open
Servants of a higher power
They told him
“It’s a staircase, it's a tower!”
Full circle
Wagging tails, wearing a collar
Even the dogs know not to drink saltwater
 
Good boy!
You’re working exactly as intended
Has the penny dropped, you’re never gonna get it?
Unrewarded for all of your defending
From your loneliness epidemic
 
Good boy!
Has any of the money trickled down yet?
You say one day you’ll be rich, well tell me how then
Unpaid marketing department for the power
Good boy! Good boy!
Boy
Good boy!
Good boy!
 
Mouths open
(You’re working exactly as intended)
Servants of a higher power
(Has the penny dropped, you’re never gonna get it?)
They told him
(Unrewarded for all of your defending)
“It's a staircase, it's a tower!”
(From your loneliness epidemic)
Full circle
(Has any of the money trickled down yet?)
Wagging tails, wearing a collar
(You say one day you’ll be rich, well tell me how then)
Even the dogs know not to drink saltwater
(Unpaid marketing department for the power)
Good Boy!
Good Boy!