I would like you to sit down on my knees
And listen carefully for the words I speak,
It's a little story about a wonderful place called Earth.
The Earth is filled with plants, rocks and things
On a clear night you can see the stars shine so bright,
Brighter than the moon and the sun.
The only problem is that we have human beings
Who like to destroy and kill everything they don't
understand,
They claim they're looking for themselves out there.

I don't know why people still trying to pursue it,
I can't understand why they all feel they need more space,
I cannot fathom why we keep playing childish games;
Would you like me to sing you a lullaby
So you can sleep more comfortable at nights
Thinking that nothing can go wrong,
Just another fairytale.

Hey, are you paying attention to what I'm saying?
Stop staring at all those naked women walking about,
Hey boy- I hope you're not serious about taking them home;
Because all they have is a distorted image of themselves
And they can't really offer you more than a couple hours of
fun,
Hey- it's important but not all the time.
I mean, yeah, she's got really beautiful legs and
magnetizing eyes
And some serious silicon racks and brand new nose,
But boy, it's an illusion you can't trust to remain.

I don't know why people still chasing their own tail,
I can't understand why they all think they're alone in this
world,
I cannot fathom all the disasters they bring upon
themselves;
Would you like me to song you a lullaby
About a world so perfect and indestructible
So you can sleep thinking nothing can co go wrong,
Just another fairytale.

Would you like me to tell you a story about the human-race
That has everything they need but they want more than they
have,
Who are blindly destroying themselves even though they have
a way out.
Would you like me to tell you a story about a distant planet
so far away
Where people kill themselves for no apparent reason and
blame a non-existent god,
Hey boy- it's just a bedtime story and it's not real.

Don't' be afraid to go to sleep because the bombs won't
really fall
And no-one's gonna break into your house and kill your
parents for money,
Oh no, don't worry at all as the asteroid won't hit your
home
And that awful disease won't get ya and you'll grow old and
live a good life,
Or you'll die of cardiac arrest or some other disease...
No, don't be afraid at all,
It's just another fairytale.