♪ ♪ We were born for this world now. We were born to change it, to change it. ♪ To change it, we were called to the world. Now hoc, now we're gone. Four, three, two, one, wave, wave, wave, our hands in the air. ♪ ♪ Well, work is a place to work, but work is what they're rich in. ♪ ♪ Hold on to what's right. Hold on to what's right. Wave, wave, wave, our hands in the air. ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪
