There's this thing,
It's like fucking, except you don’t fuck
Back in the day it just went without saying it all
All the worlds history
Gradually dieing a shock
There’s this thing
That’s like talking, except you don’t talk
You sing…
You sing…
Sing for the bartender
Sing for the janitor, sing…
Sing for the camera
Sing for the animals, sing…
Sing for the children
Shooting the children, sing…
Sing for the teachers who told you that you couldn’t sing
Just sing.
There’s this thing keeping everyone’s longs and lips locked.
It is called fear and it’s seeing a great renaissance
After the show you cannot sing wherever you want
But For now lets pretend we’re all gonna get fucked
So sing
Sing cause it’s obvious
Sing for the astronauts, sing…
Sing for the president
Sing for the terrorists, sing…
Sing for the soccer team
Sing for the Janja weed, sing…
Sing for the kid with the phone,
Who refuses to sing
Just sing
Life is no cabaret…
We don’t care what you say…
Were invading you anyway…
