• Good little boys and good little girls
    Grow up shattered by the big bad world
    They wait to be rescued all night and all day
    The monsters who bore them never going away

    It doesn’t matter, shadow or light
    The bad things can get you without a fight
    Your castle’s a lonely and desolate place
    No fairies or sprites to brighten the space

    Your horses are plastic, your friends make-believe
    The one real magician has tricks up his sleeve
    Mommy and daddy can’t save you, why?
    Because they are the ones from which you hide

    When being a kid’s no longer carefree and fun
    There’s still one solution, one place to run
    Try very hard, and join the cult
    Of those who believe that they are adult