Don't Tell The Kids - Dio

Please, please

Make love freeze

And break apart in the middle

Then they could see the hate

When they separate

And taste the salt of their tears

No, no

It’s all about experience

Control

You might as well be wood, no good

Why, why

Your questions die

In a shout and no attention

You might have said

That they both were dead

So put the puzzle away

But no

It’s all about experience

Control

They’re going to give you none, no fun

Don’t tell the kids

They’ll never understand it

Don’t tell the kids

Don’t waste your time, no

Get back

It’s a heart attack

And the planet needs a doctor

We can tell

It looks like hell

But they make us close our eyes

No

It’s all about experience

And control

You might as well be stone, alone

Don’t tell the kids

They’ll never understand it

Don’t tell the kids

Don’t waste your time, yeah

Don’t tell the kids

They’ll never get the picture

Don’t tell the kids

You waste your time, yeah

Don’t tell the kids

They just don’t understand it

Don’t tell the kids

Don’t waste your time, time

Talk to the animals

Anyone who’ll answer

Any fool will do

Just don’t tell the kids