Knows not what it means and I say
He's the one who likes all our pretty songs
And he likes to sing along and he likes to shoot his gun
He's the one who likes all our pretty songs
But he knows not what it means
And he likes to sing along and he likes to shoot his gun
We can have some more, Nature is a whore
Knows not what it means and I say
He's the one who likes all our pretty songs
And he likes to sing along and he likes to shoot his gun
He's the one who likes all our pretty songs
Knows not what it means and I say, yeah
Knows not what it means, knows not what it means
He's the one who like all our pretty songs
But he knows not what it means
Knows not what it means and I say
And he likes to sing along and he likes to shoot his gun
Knows not what it means and I say yeah
He's the one who likes all our pretty songs
But he knows not what it means
But he knows not what it means
But he knows not what it means
Bruises on the fruit, tender age in bloom
But he knows not what it means
And he likes to sing along and he likes to shoot his gun
And he likes to sing along and he likes to shoot his gun
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