Still cornfields roasting yellow in the sun
I've never had this much fun!
I've never had my own gun
Bring in the choir, give the kids the goddamn sun
Look us in the center of our eyes
And tell me when I'm going to die

Put on your snow boots
Beat us behind the biggest tree
These are broken limbs
And you'll make us be better people
Today we'll harvest corn
And every three seconds in Winter
A baby is born
Well imagine their faces and the faces that they have worn

Still cornfields roasting yellow in the sun
I've never had this much fun!
I've never had my own gun
Bring in the choir, give the kids the goddamn sun
Look us in the center of our eyes
And tell me when I am going to die