Pass me that lovely little gun <br />My dear, my darting one <br />The cleaners are coming, one by one <br />You don't even want to let them start <br /><br />They are knocking now upon your door <br />They measure the room, they know the score <br />They're mopping up the butcher's floor <br />Of your broken little hearts <br /><br />O children <br /><br />Forgive us now for what we've done <br />It started out as a bit of fun <br />Here, take these before we run away <br />The keys to the gulag <br /><br />O children <br />Lift up your voice, lift up your voice <br />Children <br />Rejoice, rejoice <br /><br />Here comes Frank and poor old Jim <br />They're gathering round with all my friends <br />We're older now, the light is dim <br />And you are only just beginning <br /><br />O children <br /><br />We have the answer to all your fears <br />It's short, it's simple, it's crystal dear <br />It's round about, it's somewhere here <br />Lost amongst our winnings <br /><br />O children <br />Lift up your voice, lift up your voice <br />Children <br />Rejoice, rejoice <br /><br />The cleaners have done their job on you <br />They're hip to it, man, they're in the groove <br />They've hosed you down, you're good as new <br />They're lining up to inspect you <br /><br />O children <br /><br />Poor old Jim's white as a ghost <br />He's found the answer that was lost <br />We're all weeping now, weeping because <br />There ain't nothing we can do to protect you <br /><br />O children <br />Lift up your voice, lift up your voice <br />Children <br />Rejoice, rejoice
