Sell the kids for food Weather changes moods Spring is here again Reproductive glands
Hey - 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 Don't know what it means, when 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 when I say aahh ...
We can have some more -- nature is a whore Bruises on the fruit -- tender age in bloom
Hey - 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 Don't know what it means, when 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 when I say aahh ...
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 mean's when 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 Knows not what it means Knows not what it means when I say aahh...