Sell the kids for food Weather changes moods Spring is here again Reproductive glands
He's the one who likes all the pretty songs And he likes to sing along, and he likes to shoot his gun But he don't know what it means, he don't know what it means, When I say
We can have some more Nature is a whore Bruises on the fruit Tender age in bloom
He's the one who likes all the pretty songs And he likes to sing along, and he likes to shoot his gun But he don't know what it means, he don't know what it means, he don't know what it means, When I say
He's the one who likes all the pretty songs And he likes to sing along, and he likes to shoot his gun But he don't know what it means, he don't know what it means, he don't know what it means, When I say