When we were young, back when I was your steed
Your silver lining's all I needed
I can't believe you were defeated
By that Kandi Korn
I spoke with Ricky today
About that sticky play
And he said to me:
I know your outlook is bleak
Just give us one week, and soon I'll find a weakness to the Korn
It's only a day after voting day
Soon enough in every restaurant you'll hear every people say:
Where did they go, where did they go, do you remember?
The men we called the 'Sons of September'
It's in the hole, it's in the hole, get in the hole
Too much power for Kandi
Now I see, that we are the Sons of September
We need to go, but we never will surrender
I will never be Korn's defender
Even just as a pretender
As Ricky went on his way, he turned around to say
Something more to me:
Lemme just say
Your the sons
Your the sons
Your the sons
Your September's sons
But Kandi Korn ain't afraid of just anyone
It takes a dad, it takes a dad
It takes a deed