Sell the kids for food 
-- weather changes moods 
Spring is here again 
-- reproductive glands 

Hey - He's the one 
Who likes all our pretty songs 
And he likes to sing along 
And he likes to shoot his gun 
But he knows not what it means 
Don't know what it means, when I say: 

He's the one 
Who likes all our pretty 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 when I say aahh ... 

We can have some more -- nature is a whore 
Bruises on the fruit -- tender age in bloom 

Hey - He's the one 
Who likes all our pretty songs 
And he likes to sing along 
And he likes to shoot his gun 
But he knows not what it means 
Don't know what it means, when I say: 

He's the one 
Who likes all our pretty 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 when I say aahh...

He's the one 
Who likes all our pretty 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 mean's when I say: 

He's the one 
Who likes all our pretty 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 (x2) 
Knows not what it means when I say aahh...