See a young girl so soft and blonde Doesn't attack me but she did me once Intoxications in her veins
Sweet young boy plays with her brain Lydia bring it to life Put his hand on her thigh Ability have now been
ripped Take it away I'd rather sit
Sweet children Sweet children Sweet children Remember when?
Johnny's
playing fun and games Or else he's hitting the storage shed Running form the light of day Meybe lie and celebrate
Funny circus from his head Follow me if you understand I'll trick her so she'll do it Then I sing and now
we run
