Everybody

Abi Tucker

Everybody wants to be a Kennedy, living in a limosine,
And everybody wants to be a tragedy in a supermarket magazine.
Everybody wants to be famous, everybody wants more things,
Everybody wants to feel the pain that a whole lot of money's gonna bring.
Everybody wants their name on the guest list, everybody wants to get in free,
Everybody wants complete vitality, or two or three lovers, simulatneously.

Everbody wants to be individual, everbody else does too,
All I want to be is idiot-free, out of here with you,
All I want to be is idiot-free, out of 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 crowd.
Everybody wants their ideal life to be freedom when they get back home,
Whether it's the one from Shanghai, London, New York City or the Vili in Rome.

Still you gotta be individual, everybody else is too,
All I want to be is idiot-free, out of here with you,
All I want to be is idiot-free, out of here with you.

Everbody thinks they might have been kidnapped and examined in a UFO,
Coz everbody's locked in too much shock,
To ever think about what they don't want you to know.
Still you gotta be individual, everybody else is too,
All I want to be is idiot-free, out of here with you,
All I want to be is idiot-free, out of here with you.

La-la-la, la-la-la, da-da...