Sell the kids for food
Weather changes moods
Spring is here again
Reproductive glands

He's the one who likes all our shitty 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 shitty 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 shitty 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 shitty 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 shitty 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 shitty 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