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 a Goddamn sign Look us in the centre of our eyes And tell me when I'm going to die Put on your snowboots You left behind the biggest trick ...? broken limbs And you'll make us be better people Today we'll harvest corn And every three seconds when a baby is born We'll imagine their faces Ande the faces that they have won 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 a Goddamn sign Look us in the centre of our eyes And tell me when I'm going to die