The social scenes have become broken
With no rhyme or reason
The task that has been forgiven
Is already beginning
Let me tell you something at any cost
Doesn't matter at what pause
Hope that
You feel good lost
The crowded streets are no more
People have become a bore
The ferris wheel is a crown
Below the clouds
Let me tell you something at any cost
Doesn't matter at what pause
Hope that
You feel good lost
Two children
A boy and a girl
Have to find their own place in the world
So they don't grow up to become
Let me tell you something at any cost
Doesn't matter at what pause
Hope that
You feel good lost
The worst people of the world
Go and sleep with the Bonhomme at CBC
Let me tell you something at any cost
Doesn't matter at what pause
And tell the earth
About how you feel good lost