Sleepless children
Mellow deeds
Working class men
Were busy kids
If I were a fighter
I could choose a side
But I'm not quite sure
Who's wrong and who's right
Sleepy children
Dying seeds
Middle class men
Are older kids
If I were a fighter
I could get up and fight
But I'm just a sleeper
Sleeping tight
Why would you believe me
When I don't trust myself
I thought we could grow all happy
I should have known your self
And I've lost my road
'cause I left the path
Some time ago
