A MILLION PERFECT KIDS
A million perfect kids, with a million perfect faces.
They all have perfect parents, they come from perfect places.
They march by row-on-row, they all keep perfect paces.
But what else to expect, when you speak of perfect races?

A million perfect kids, with their million perfect smiles.
They don't care where they're going, they will walk for miles and miles.
They dare not ask a question, lest they lose their perfect files.
They do just as the one before, to show their perfect styles.

A million perfect kids, always doing as they're told.
There's no way they can age, they'll never be old.
They know not to be different, they know not to be bold.
They can't deal with the Devil, their souls' already sold.

What does perfect mean?
Will you give up what you've been?
Will you forget what you've seen?

What would perfect do?
Can you do it too?
Does it mean that much to you?

What's perfect entail?
Will you listen to them rail?
Are you prepared to fail?
There can be no failure.