Martha Tilston - Tribal Kidz lyrics

Well the kids know what disillusionment is, They just don't know how to spell it. They roll their eyes at the bombers in the sky, And the fire in other planets. Put a can in your hand, boy we understand, And they voice that you have to spray. The kids know what disillusionment is, There just too stoned to say it. Hanging out in the back yard , They come together for a tribal dance. Every night in the back yard, Come together for a tribal dance. It's like magic, music, They come together for a tribal dance. It's like magic, music, We come together for a tribal dance. Well the kids know integrity is, They just don't see when to use it. We'd like to teach them by example, But frankly we'd rather abuse it. Rip it up, chuck it out, throw it up, cover up, Just firewood in a folder. The kids know what integrity is, They just don't think they'll need it when they're older. Hanging out in the back yard , They come together for a tribal dance. Every night in the back yard, Come together for a tribal dance. It's like magic, music, They come together for a tribal dance. It's like magic, music, We come together for a tribal dance. Hanging out in the back yard , They come together for a tribal dance. And the kids know what violence is, They see it everyday, It drips in their eyes and it pours out their ears, And it's sweet to watch them play, The kids know what violence is, We're too busy to heal it. Yeah, the kids know what violence is, They're just to numb to feel it. Hanging out in the back yard , They come together for a tribal dance. Every night in the back yard, Come together for a tribal dance. It's like magic, music, They come together for a tribal dance. It's like magic, music, We come together for a tribal dance. Hanging out in the back yard , They come together for a tribal dance. Talking And the kids know what Hope is, Perhaps someday they'll teach us.