Little fart kid let out a, um, crash to the alien
Little fart kid makes a face, crying and laughing and turning around
He opened his eyes and laughed, holding his fingers
And then look forward to being lifted
When you're hungry, you cry and close your eyes
I don't want to open my eyes to what I don't want to see
No words, the highest voice
Until all the noise was heard
But suddenly he clenched his lower lip
Nice and weird
Silent and dumb
You're always a mystery
It's always unforgettable
You shouldn't have. You really shouldn't have been creative
It's a little strange for the world to see you
You see, the world is a little crooked
Should you let yourself cheat
There will always be haze in busy times
You can't reach the clouds on tiptoe
In the age of scenery, flowers bloom everywhere
Reach out and pick it up
You are not a good boy
How can you be a genius
Who doesn't want to
Feel the wonderful changes
Don't say you are helpless
Everyone is so hi
They've gone crazy
Are you still in a daze
There are too many inappropriate people in inappropriate clothes, hats and shoes, just not like you
Too many yawns, you would rather let boring eat, you do not dare to put one
And I'm just a kid. I just want to shake the TV when I see cartoons I don't like
See real candy will drool, will not pretend to be happy, so it seems lonely
But this time I was really outside my home
I came back after I went too far for my deserved love
When love disappears, I can only be in a daze
I've been waiting for the love that may come again
Once again, the little boy was silent and all the noise
All together, it's just like a um
Suddenly like a dream balloon burst to scare you
But the little boy didn't cry and laugh
You are not a good boy
How can you be a genius
Who doesn't want to
Feel the wonderful changes
Don't say you are helpless
Everyone is so hi
They've gone crazy
Are you still in a daze
La, La~
La, La~
You always stand outside your home
La, La~
You shouldn't have. You shouldn't have let yourself cry
La, La~
Should you let yourself cheat
The moon goes through the white lotus like clouds
The night wind blows in bursts of happy songs
We sat next to the high grain pile
Listen to Mom about the past
We sat next to the high grain pile
Listen to Mom about the past
The little fart kid let out a, um, crash to the alien
Little fart kid makes a face, crying and laughing and turning around
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