作曲 : Sum 41

The little ones

We've gotta control all the little ones

All the little ones

We'll take the souls of the little ones

And that might be you

Confess your sins of sorrow

Get on your knees and pray

Don't sell your souls on the open market

Cause' there will be hell to pay

We're gonna burn

We're gonna burn this down

There's no return

In other words, we vow

If I am the King, then you might be my fancy

The little ones

We've gotta control all the little ones

All the little ones

We'll take the souls of the little ones

And that might be you

We don't believe it's over

The seasons of the dead

Just sell your souls for the lowest bargain

The price will be on your head

We're not alone

We're gonna bring you down

We'll take the throne

The new king is crowned

If I am the King, then you might be my fancy

The little ones

We've gotta control all the little ones

All the little ones

We'll take the souls of the little ones

And that might be you

La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la

La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la

Hey-hey-hey

Hey-hey-hey

The little ones

We've gotta control all the little ones

All the little ones

We'll take the souls of the little ones

And that might be you

The little ones

We've gotta control all the little ones

All the little ones

We'll take the souls of the little ones

And that might be you