children, close your eyes and listen to me.
men and boys, lets not make a scene.
i'm just here, drowning in my basement.
just waiting, waiting, waiting for it to end.
we have legs. we have arms. we have backs.
we have names. we have dreams. we have stacks..
of instruments just dying to be played.
whoa whoa, i wish i could of stayed.
just clap your hands and say yeah,
clap, clap, clap, come on.
just clap your hands and say yeah,
clap, clap, clap come on.
don't look now, i don't want to hurt your eyes.
got it? got it? look at that pretty smile.
the lens is tied. the lens is tied.
o, wonder the pictures won't come out.
all children, all children, run out and play.
please, please, please, its a wonderful day.
children....
everybody's fucked, and it sucks,
but you can't enough of it.
everybody's chill, and yet still,
you can't get enough of it.
everyone is plain and the same,
and everbody's lovin' it.
just clap your hands and say yeah,
clap, clap, clap, come on.
just clap your hands and say yeah,
clap, clap, clap, come on.
everybody's "the sex", and "the best",
and we're almost over it.
everybody's "hardcore", and for sure,
we're pretty much over it.
every single little ant in the pile,
will survive, by walking 9 miles.
and you're just crazy say,
that the pay, is not your style.
just clap your hands and say yeah,
clap, clap, clap, come on.
just clap your hands and say yeah,
clap, clap, clap, come on.