Still cornfields roasting yellow in the sun   I've never had this much fun!   I've never had my own gun   Bring in the choir, give the kids the goddamn sun   Look us in the center of our eyes   And tell me when I'm going to die      Put on your snow boots   Beat us behind the biggest tree   These are broken limbs   And you'll make us be better people   Today we'll harvest corn   And every three seconds in Winter   A baby is born   Well imagine their faces and the faces that they have worn      Still cornfields roasting yellow in the sun   I've never had this much fun!   I've never had my own gun   Bring in the choir, give the kids the goddamn sun   Look us in the center of our eyes   And tell me when I am going to die