What came first, the girl or the boy
Adults don't have time to think
Children can't think of an answer
The spotlight shines on his head
The heat activates his brain
When there's a lot of people, he's nervous
Eh, when there are fewer people, he's at a loss
The stage of youth is a place where people come and go. Many people come and go
Many people look like dogs
Prejudice and arrogance come and go
In ways unknown
If all the childhood flashbacks
All that's left is a few cries
One man is scattered across the world
No one to love, no one to love, and no one to love, and he's desperate
Oh, the carrot whiskers grabbed the mole
And threw it into the sky
Then stared at the mole
And stared at the mole, and stared at the mole, and stared at the mole.
And stared at it
Stared at it till its arms and legs broke
Twisted and rolled
And its head exploded
Oh, the carrot whiskers weren't cruel enough
The hands trembled
And the tears fell
Can he get away
Where's the way in or the way out
He's never had a home
.What comes first, the chicken or the egg
What comes first, the girl or the boy
Adults don't have time to think
Children can't come up with an answer
The spotlight is on his head
Heat activates his brain
With a big audience, he's nervous
With a small one, he'll be lost
Youthful stage Many people come and go
Many people look like dogs
Prejudice and arrogance visit each other in turn
In ways unknown
If all the childhood flashbacks
All that's left is to cry a few times
All alone in the land and the sky
No one to love, no one to love, and no one to love, no one to love, no one to love, no one to love, and no one to love, no one to love.
And stared at it
Stared at it till its arms and legs broke
Twisted and rolled
And its head exploded
Oh, the carrot whiskers weren't cruel enough
Their hands trembled
And their tears fell
Can he get away
Where's the way in or the way out
He's never had a home
.Oh, the carrot whiskers grabbed the mole
Tossed it into the air
Then stared at it
Stared at it till his arms and legs broke
Twitched and rolled
And his head opened
Oh, the carrot whiskers weren't cruel enough
Trembled his hands
And the hot tears fell
Can he get away
?Where's the in and out
He's never had a home