We are not whimsical
We are all super-heroes
We answer any call
Jumpin’ with our stereos

We are super-kids and proud of it
Don’t bother the parents anyway

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Running through towers
To protect virgins
Saving the preachers
From blackest sins…

One can hear echoes
Of roaring rampage
Revenge and justice
To shoot any pledge.

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The madcap may come back, devils at his side
No quarter, no payback, the four horsemen won’t ride…
Let the good win once because it’s now time.
The bad says it is false because he is afraid to pay the dime

Ten thousand murders have been shot on the tv
We ain’t tv freaks and searching for the poison ivy
We are grownups, we are men fighting for serenity
We deserve candies, toys ‘cause we protect everybody

Violence made us crude, wild and irrealistic
Us kids are wise, but it’s a game of give ‘n take
We really wanna save you for real and forget the joystick
Reality is pure and wild, the tv screens leads you to sleep and brake

Come on, and join us all of you kids of the world
We ‘ve got a duty, here we are, missionary men
Just think of that : the Antechrist has lost his sword
‘Cause we are here, for all the best, amen !!