C¡¯mon kids don¡¯t do yourself down
Throw out your arms for a new sound
Pretty face it don¡¯t mean a thing
If you look so same as your crowd
Work all day it don¡¯t mean a thing
With the sun always outside your window
Fuck the ones who tell you that life
Is merely a time before dying
Look for the box and find what¡¯s inside
You¡¯ll never find it till you have done
And fuck the ones who tell you that life
Is merely a time before dying
i know it¡¯s hard to do
But have we ever let you down
C¡¯mon kids