Twelfth Night - Kindergarden lyrics

Everything is beautiful, yes everything is allright A mob of raging lunatics runs screaming into the night Foreign thoughts promoted to the status of our own Weeping weeds like mama's boys to things we've never known Kindergarden, play a game Power plays still lingering, your portrait on the walls A sterile gas of advertising staves off curtain calls Whatever else is happening to the states that we all know Put too much strain on weaknesses and something has to go Kindergarden, play a game Tomorrow's world is evil if it seeds herself today For all the world is other children say there is no way Time enough for everything, yes all the time in the world We can face up to the future with certificates unfurled Kindergarden, play a game Kindergarden, play a game