Aw, come on children, get your
heads back together
Aw, come on children, get
your heads back together
Aw, come on children, get
your heads back together
The days are getting warmer
now
The nights are getting shorter
now
And you know we can make it
'cause you know we're alive
But we don't have to take
it, any way we'll survive
If I were you
I'd throw it far away
But if you were me
You'd tell me I should stay
Aw, come on children, get your
heads back together
Aw, come on children, get
your heads back together
Aw, come on children, get
your heads back together again
Again, again and again and
again
Again, and again and again
Again, again, again
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