Everybody

(album: No Plans - 2012)

Everybody wants to be a wannabe
Living in a limousine
Everybody wants to be a tragedy
In a supermarket magazine

Everybody wants to be famous
Everybody wants more things
Everybody longs to feel the pain
That a whole lotta money's gonna bring

Everybody wants their name on the guest list
Everybody wants to get in free
Everybody wants complete fidelity
From two or three lovers simultaneously

Everybody wants to be an individual
Everybody else does too
All I wanna be is idiot free
And outta here with you

Everybody wants to have children
No-one wants to hang around
Everybody wants the world to cry
When they're lying in the cold cold ground

Everybody wants the ideal body
Waiting when they get back home
Whether that's the one in Shanghai, London
New York City or the villa in Rome

Everybody wants to be an individual
Everybody else does too
All I wanna be is idiot free
And outta here with you

Everybody thinks they might have been kidnapped
And examined in a U.F.O.
Everybody's locked into too much hock
To ever think about what they don't want you to know

And still they're gunna be an individual
Everybody else is too
All I wanna be is idiot free
And outta here with you