I was born 16 years ago
So I know what it means to feel pain
And I’ve lived a life long and rich enough
To have felt the slings and arrows of oppression

Military drums kick in at once
Because they sound triumphant and grand
Big outdoor reverb to make it sound like we’re in a field
Like we’re some kind of marching band
Images of sporting victory
Confused backdrop glamourizing war
But the old cool kind of war
Not the awful 20th century kind
Like the crusades
Or The American Civil War
Or a naval battle
Or some Roman shit

We are so young, you are so inspired
We’ve come so far, we won’t be held back
You are so inspired, we are so young
The world is ours, we have life experience

Drums that you’d describe as tribal
They’re so low that we don’t need a bassist
But if you stop to think about how we’re using them
You might say it’s borderline racist

20 layers of my voice plus a choir
Because choirs sound epic and majestic
Stereo panning at 100%
Because the wider it is, the bigger it feels

Majesty
Harmony
Victory
Angels
Panoramic
Skydiving
Chocolate
Volcanos
Swordfish
Quinoa Salad
Instagram
Joan of Arc
Cruciverbalist
The Olympics
Y ahora en Español

We are so young, you are so inspired
We know nothing and yet you’re inspired
You are so inspired, we are so young
We’re not naive, we know what naive means

And I’m singing in a patter cause we’re gonna drop the music
Cause I’ve always found that setting things syllabically is memorable
And wonderful that I can use so many words to say nothing at all

High note

We are so young, you are so inspired
We’ve made so much money, you’re eating it up
You are so inspired, we are so young
We’re just like you, but also we’re better