The doves, they all float the same It's like changing your own ways to play Another round of hangman with no rope The crows, they love playing games Telling all the other birds they're safe But no one lives to tell what they saw The swing of the words they say It's like flocking to the same old way Their elders taught them to be cruel And the space that they so greatly made Makes you hate that you have different tastes It's never nice to feel overruled Still I have sympathy for those Who challenged every way that they won't But on Chester's playground, it don't Change is a nuisance How could you do this Leave Chester's playground alone Change is for losers Who don't have a future That's what I was taught by Chester's own But if you're lucky, who knows I'll make sure to send you flowers Sure to make you Feel at peace and feel home Cause you might be left to learn Change is a nuisance How could you do this Leave Chester's playground alone Change is for losers Who don't have a future That's what I was taught by Chester's own