| [00:20.82] | Drowning in polyester |
| [00:24.15] | shouting from the ghetto blaster |
| [00:27.30] | your voice again |
| [00:34.92] | how come my ayes won't shut anymore |
| [00:38.70] | such a struggle it feels like war |
| [00:49.14] | baby please don't spread |
| [00:51.48] | this radioactive rood in my head |
| [01:00.75] | and we must be fools |
| [01:06.96] | cause one day soon it's over |
| [01:14.46] | and we must be fools |
| [01:20.61] | now I can feel December |
| [01:29.43] | I hear something |
| [01:32.70] | footsteps on a volcano |
| [01:36.12] | cracking and splitting |
| [01:42.72] | I hear steps |
| [01:44.79] | dull steps |
| [01:46.32] | your machine gun hides the sun |
| [02:51.72] | baby chill baby chill |
| [02:54.93] | I wonder how it feels |
| [02:57.66] | watching the world through serene eyes |
| [03:01.80] | now this is what I seek |
| [03:05.34] | baby chill baby chill |
| [03:08.64] | I want to stop this film |
| [03:11.40] | I'm giving up |
| [03:12.66] | hear the siren's sounds |
| [03:15.45] | it all became obscene |
| [03:17.91] | and we must be fools |
| [03:20.76] | if we can't handle this |
| [03:29.70] | yes we must be fools |
| [04:03.15] | if we can't repair this |