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 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, and I say, "Yeah"