Armies made of jelly bears
Tanks made of marzipan
Wars are all eaten up
Simple plan - childishly genious
There's no good, there's no evil
There's no black, there's no white
Teeth are lacking instead of opression
There's strawberry ice-cream
Always ready for a surprise
Give the command to the children
They don't calculate what they're doing
The world belongs into children's hands
An end to sadness
We'll be laughed in ground and soil
Children to power
They are the true anarchists
Loving chaos, setting free
Don't know any rights or duties
Still unbowed power in masses
Savage pride
Give the command to the children
They don't calculate what they're doing
The world belongs into children's hands
An end to sadness
We'll be laughed in ground and soil
Children to power