Sell the kids for food

Weather changes moods

Spring is here again

Reproductive glands

Hey....

He 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

Dont know what it means
when I say

He 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

Dont know what it means
when I say yeah ....

We can have some more
nature is a whore

Bruises on the fruit
tender age in bloom

Hey....

He 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

Dont know what it means
when I say

He 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

Dont know what it means
when I say yeah ...

Hey...

He 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

Dont know what it means
when I say

He 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 not what it means

Don't not what it means

Don't not what it means

Don't not what it means

When I say, yeah ...