Lyrics:

These boys are annoying
These boys are so sweet
These boys have proper machine guns
To jump over every pit
Escaped from the gallows and avoided guillotine
These boys have cool canons, just wanna save their skins

Cool kids of death (of death)
Cool kids of death (of death)
These boys are so spotless
These boys have their style
These boys will be famous, will be superstars
Although they naughty, don't know the notes
Always choose the wrong time
Always come too spoiled

Cool kids of death

Cool kids of death

Cool kids of death

Cool kids of death
So now you now, You see how it is
Amoung churches, cemetries and discos of moving targets
We have to run, and you have to search for us, comparing to all those things
You' ve seen in television, and you can't see outside the screen
It's a well-known fact, that television lies
And real things don't exist

Cool kids of death (of death)

Cool kids of death (of death)
Cool kids of death (of death)
Cool kids of death (of death)
Cool kids of death (of death)
Cool kids of death (of death)
Cool kids of death