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