Sophisticated sons, be good, don't turn to evil I'm sorry to insist Don't worry, don't worry (you can win) You can win (you can win) You can win (you can win) You can win (you can win) You could better part of life (of life) Hunted by the assasins Ready to starve (in here) Blankets all ages (now that) All season (I'm not undone) All dawns All nights We're better on the cheeks We're better on the fingertips If the ants got back in line We rearranged our things, our things To the north, to the north, to the north (as the ants got back in line) To the north Raise your sons let the glory ring out Ditch your sons let the glory ring out We are headed there alone We are headed there alone We are headed there alone We are headed there alone