Excited ones
They say “what brings you there?”
They’re ready to attack
You ask them when they’re coming back

Excited ones

Excited ones
They squeeze you half to death
And miss you when you’re gone
Your mother kissing everyone away

All for me and all for you
All for nothing else to do
Promise to be awake
Because we came to pay
For something to take our boredom away

Excited ones
They crush it every day
With all the rules to break
But never fail to break it down

Excited ones
You’d squeeze them all to death
They don’t have much to say
But maybe if we say “one more”
They’ll stay
Excited ones...