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.