Ice age Ritas born in Havana
With their crocodile smiles and all the while
They shake their misery away, they shake their misery away
The little ones burn into the sun
With their parachute goodbyes, as their innocence dies
They shake their misery away, they shake their misery away

Tell me the tale of the girl who would sell
her heart just for kicks
Or the one about the man who would do what he can
just to get his fix

Tell me about your broken heart and how it rips you apart
You’re all alone with nobody
Tell me about how you’re so sad and how it makes you so mad
that you keep on spreading your own misery

Ice age Ritas, born in Havana
With their crocodile smiles and all the while
They shake their misery away, they shake their misery away
And the little ones, they burn into the sun
With their parachute goodbyes, as their innocence dies
They shake their misery away, they shake their misery away

See those moving pictures, see the moving pictures
move me to tears
See these moving pictures OH! See the moving pictures
move me to tears

And I will cry when my father dies and they place him in the ground
Just like he would cry if I swallowed all these pills and let myself drown

I would carry this whole world on my shoulders
If it would bring me back to you
And I would go fight in the fucking desert
If it could sweep me back to you

But no
It would only bring death

Sing to me
Why don’t you just sing to me
I heard you have the voice of an angel
So why don’t you press your lips so close to my ear
And just sing to me