What's the season of love if you can't have everything

What's the reason of love if you can lose everything

What's the meaning of love, it's a crime if anything

What's the meaning of love, it's a crime, it's a crime



How can a culture can forget it's plan of yesterday

And you swear it's not a trend, doesn't matter anyway

There's no need to talk to friends, nothing new is everyday

You could shit upon the stairs, you'll be friends



You'll be friends (x3)



All the kids will eat it up, if it's packaged properly

Should it subteley irritate, keep it movin' equally

All I know is just the fact, where the world is nowadays

An idea is what we lack, doesn't matter anyway



All the kids will eat it up, if it's packaged properly

Still the son will imitate, keep it fallin' equally

All I know is just the facts, where the world is nowadays

An idea is what we lack, doesn't matter anyway



Hey ... (x7)