Isn’t life full of cold times
We’ll learn how to brave dark days
so that when we reach warm climes
we’ll know how to break away
and love real life
Relax, survive.
Be a son, kiss your mother
Why do you avoid her eyes?
Kill your pride, call your father,
Tell him you love real life
You love real life
Relax, survive.
In time I’ll prize and hold you tight,
we'll count the birds outside
and when the curtain’s drawn
We’ll conjugate ourselves
again and again
In time I’ll prize and hold you tight,
we'll count the birds outside
and when the curtain’s drawn
We’ll conjugate ourselves
again and again
and again and again
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