(Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh)
(Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh)
Oh children, gather 'round
If they ask us why we're here we'll shut 'em down
We got answers, but not the means
'Cause all our dreams were sold to birth this cold machine
And we can't turn it off
If you had it hard, then we got it rough
And we ain't asking much
We don't want it all, we just want enough
We want enough
(Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh)
(Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh)
Clouds falling into bits
On the warehouse city where all the world exists
Amidst the shambles, we got the crumbs
And now we're trying to spin a future from this junk
And you can't stop us now
'Cause we're products of, what you've begun
No we ain't asking much
We don't want it all, we just want enough
We want enough
(Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh)
(Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh)
Go single file.
Are we out of line?
Who's selling dreams and what's the cost? We're buying time.
Go single file.
Are we out of line?
We're on the brink, we're on the cusp
We don't want it all, we just want enough
We want enough
(Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh)
(Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh)
Ohh, we want enough