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