Bodies, can't you see what everybody wants from you?

Forgive the kids, for they don't know how to live

Run the alleys casually cruel

Cruel, cruel.

Bodies, can't you see what everybody wants from you?

For you could want that, too

They could take or leave you

So they took you, and they left you

How could they be casually cruel?

Cruel, cruel, oh...

Cruel, cruel, oh...

Bodies, can't you see what everybody wants from you?

If you could want that, too, then you'll be happy.

You were the one waving flares in the air so they could see you

And they were a zephyr, blowing past ya, blowing fastly so they can see ya

Cruel, cruel, oh...

Cruel, cruel, oh...