They didn’t like the world.

Said they wanted change.

Said that I was busy.

But not too busy to arrange.

First, you take the language.

You turn it upside down.

When they get all silent.

You take the King and smash the crown.

Don’t you worry about the churches.

Cause you sent them all away .

Internets gone viral.

At that alter, you can pray.

All the brothers now are sisters.

And the sisters, they don’t lie.

And we are all so happy now.

Do not complain, or don’t you cry.

There’s a mystery and a memory.

And a past that seems so cold.

It’s a playground in the sunshine.

And the young they seem so old.