Sell the kids for food

Weather changes moods

Spring is here again

Reproductive glands



He's the one who likes all our pretty songs

And he likes to sing along

And he likes to shoot his gun

But he knows not what it means

Knows not what it means and i say...

He's the one who likes all our pretty songs

And he likes to sing along

And he likes to shoot his gun

But he knows not what it means

Knows not what it means and i say yeah...



We can have some more

Nature is a whore

Bruises on the fruit

Tender age in bloom



He's the one who likes all our pretty songs

And he likes to sing along

And he likes to shoot his gun

But he knows not what it means

Knows not what it means and i say...

He's the one who likes all our pretty songs and He likes to sing along

And he likes to shoot his gun

But he knows not what it means

Knows not what it means and i say yeah...



He's the one who likes all our pretty songs

And he likes to sing along

And he likes to shoot his gun

But he knows not what it means

Knows not what it means and i say...

He's the one who like all our pretty songs

And he likes to sing along

And he likes to shoot his gun

But he knows not what it means

Knows not what it means

Knows not what it means

Knows not what it means and i say yeah...