Texty: Brandon Boyd. The Wild Trapeze. Here Comes Everyone.

Here comes everyone,
Lining up with bucks and eyes
for a phantom consolation prize, oh
Here comes everyone

Blunted, bleached and mass-produced
It?s amazing what we can get used to
What will we say, when our children ask,
?What have you done?
You?ve gone and used up all the fun?, oh!

Yeah, we?re only treading water!
Whether yours or whether ours!
Yeah, we?re all in the gutter!
But some of us, yeah some of us
are looking at the stars!

Here comes everyone!
Everyone...

Here comes everyone,
Conductor-less runaway train and
only have ourselves to blame for it
Here comes everyone

Fast food fed and god fearing
All panic and alarms, alarming
What if everyone simultaneous disobeys?
It aint a game if no one plays, oh!

Yeah, we?re only treading water!
Whether yours or whether ours!
Yeah, we?re all in the gutter!
But some of us, yeah some of us
are looking at the stars!

Here they come! Everyone, everyone!
Here they come! Everyone, everyone!
Here they come! Everyone, everyone!
Here they come! Everyone, everyone!

Here comes everyone.


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