Текст песни Commercial Friendly - Thumb Suckers

the stupid ones the violent ones
they suck their thumbs and point their guns
little boys with little choice
they've got their hands on little toys
their boxes tell them where to aim
shoot anything they say to blame
so we'll just pretend they're not here
maybe they'll all disappear
one day far away
I'll make it
reach out climb out
right through it
the simple minds that don't know why
they're stuck inside the happy lives
give them toys and give them choice
they'll take it all like little boys
and they will follow like a herd
don't cut in line just wait your turn
when we let go and don't care at all
they'll all hide out inside their mall