Clear away my soul I?m shaking in my boots I'm rock I?m roll I'm terrified of All the pretty things you said to me Cus I think that you still want to be FunCus I think that you still want to beTear away the goals Your parents set to free The minds, the moulds The miserable ones Even if I knew your face was there I would never hesitate to stay FunEven if I knew your face was there I would never hesitate to Let my hair down Let my hair down Let my hair downCreeping down the fair The rides are looking sweet The clown, the hare Everyone's there All the pretty things you said to me Cus I think that you still want to be FunEven if I knew your face was there I would never hesitate to Let my hair down Let my hair down Let my hair downCrazy babies roar The violence has unleashed The crowds on board They?ve been assured Of the pretty things you said to me Cus I think that you still want to be Fun
