Texty: Uncle Tupelo. Outdone.

Everything's fine for now, no one's really laughin'
Everything's just all right, or is it now
Turn up to the round, but keep movin' on
We can cut the cord now, just draggin' along

Now there's too many people tryin' too hard
Not to be outdone
They follow close behind their proud
Smokin' gun

Some people mean whether to pay them any mind
Some people turn to tomorrow and some a bottle of wine
Remember back when there could be no wrong
Well It's different for everyone, until it's gone

Now there's too many people tryin' too hard
Not to be outdone
They follow close behind their proud
Smokin' gun

Things are breakin' down
Not deal that stuff
Think it over again

Dreams come and go bu' one thing remains
In the back of your mind, it won't go away
Saying, "Take a look around and tell me everything's just fine
From what I can see now, we'd be fools or lyin'"

Now there's too many people tryin' too hard
Not to be outdone
They follow close behind their proud
Smokin' gun

They say take a leave from the common view
First look around past the college grounds
Where people aware of more than themselves, they'd care