And watch the pigeons eat
The bread that people throw them
And repress the killer instinct
In front of the mime, the clown
Today I'm violent, radical
That time is too short
That time is too short
Nanananana, nanananana, nanarananana
Maybe it turns out better like this
That time is too short
That time is too short
Maybe it turns out better like this
That time is too short
That time is too short