歌词
It's cold outside, it gets so hot in here
The boys and girls collide
To the music in my ear
I hear the children crying
And I know it's time to go
I hear the children crying
Take me home
A painted face and I know we haven't long
We thought that we had the answers
It was the questions we had wrong
I hear the children crying
And I know it's time to go
I hear the children crying
Take me home
Sad song sad song
Sad song sad song
Sad song sad song
Sad song sad song
Call out your name
Call out in shame
Call out your name
Call out, you better call out
Call out, call out your name
Better call
You better call out in shame
Call, call, call
Call out