Still cornfields resting you in the sun
I've never had this much fun
I've never had my own gun

Bring in the choir, give the kids a !@#$ son

Look us in the centre of our eyes

And tell me when I'm going to die

Put on your snowboots

You left behind the biggest trick
They start broken limbs
And you're making these better people


Today we'll harvest corn
And every three seconds when a baby is born

We'll imagine their faces
In the face that they have won


Still cornfields resting you in the sun
I've never had this much fun
I've never had my own gun

Bring in the choir, give the kids a !@%& son

Look us in the centre of our eyes

And tell me when I'm going to die