Everything goes swell, this is a happy town
I hear the church bells ringing louder
Shopping malls are fun for me and everyone
The air is oh so clear. well, can you stand it
Then everyone looks at me
They've never seen individuality
It must be mom & dad. they must be oh so sad
They burden everyone. with such a twisted son
Imagine living there. a world based on a state
"an individual dies" is passed to a jock with a car that's fast
You're the problem!