One hundred people are screaming about something   With all those voices making one noise,   It's hard to even start listening   I know I seemed sweeter than peach pie or ice cream   But I could find the nightmare in a sweet dream   But don't go start to reconsider the decisions you've already made   It won't take the past away   You know that nothing's gonna change   You said "I could throw you a party every single day   You'd still find a way to complain   And you'd still walk away"   Now children,   Children all got the same problems   And we're all riding on the same buses, helicopters and airplanes   One thousand people all thinking the same thing   I wonder what it would be like without them.