What lovely lonely silver streetlights

With their hearts all in a glowing go-go

Letting the happy play into these cold, cold nights

Just waiting for anything wonderful to show

And we are so jubulent.

We are all so joyous.

Sleeping in the nothing

Of all that can't destroy us

Collective muddy banks from old dirt

From where once we were all animals in mid-slaughter

Where once we never felt that empty hurt

And now only cry when choking on the fodder

And we are so jubulent

We are all so joyous

Living in the nothing

So only we can destroy us