What's the season of love if you can't have everything?What's the reason you're around if a crime means anything?What's the meaning in a crime? It's a crime if anything.What's the meaning of love? It's grand, it's grand.How can a culture can forget it's plan of yesterday.And you swear it's not a trend, doesn't matter anyway.There's no need to talk to friends, nothin' new is everyday.You could shit upon the stairsYou'll be friends (x4)
All the kids will eat it up, if it's packaged properly.Should it subtlety irritate, keep it formin' equally.Not to know is just the fact, we're a problem nowadaysAn idea is what we lack, doesn't matter anyway.
All the kids will eat it up, if it's packaged properlyStill the son will imitate, keep it fallin' equallyNot to know is just the facts, where the world is nowadays.An idea is what we lack, doesn't matter anywayHey? hey? hey? hey? hey? hey?