The babies grow, now
Everyone go out
They’re in mouth of all
What want do they do, now?
My dummy is oxidized
They don’t use it more
What more want do they do, now?
Why they lie us?
Jump jump lucky jump…
Jump jump lucky jump…
You think that all are very well
You call me, I depress
We don’t want to know nothing of you
Do you think that we are less?
Jump jump lucky jump…
Jump jump lucky jump….