See a young girl so soft and blonde

Doesn’t attack me but she did once

Intoxications in her veins

Sweet young boy plays with her brain

Lydia’ll bring to life

What are your chance not to oblige

Putting his hand on her thigh

Ability has now been ripped

Take it away, I’d rather sit

Sweet children, sweet children, sweet children Remember when?

Johnny’s playing fun and games,

or else he’s in the storage shed

Running from the light of day,

or maybe lie and celebrate

The funny circus from his head

Follow me if you understand

I’ll trick her so she’ll do it

Then I’ll sing and now we run

Sweet children, sweet children, sweet children Remember when?

Sweet children, sweet children, sweet children Remember when?