come out and play
the world is weeping
and the smoke is seeping
through the cracks
in the walls
of this little old town
come out and play
the roses are blooming
and the airplanes are looping
in circles
in the air
before they hit the ground
come out and play
the sky is falling
the mountains are calling
climb higher
get crushed
fall down
come out and play
the air is going sour
we have less than an hour
before our lungs
have no more
fuel
