Everybody got something hidden In a darkness deep inside Everybody gotta fatal flaw Everybody got something to hide Take a look into my eyes See the fear
Tercüme: Katlanma. Fobi.
Went for a walk down the Old King's Road, To see if anybody was there. But there was nobody home at 3 Bywater Street, And they had sold Cadogan Square
A hopeful adventure Got missionary ways Could start in the jungle Feel this way Search for an answer Over land and over sea All the mountains Of promised
Drift away, just drift away Sometimes I wish I could just drift away They say there's gonna be a river of blood It's apocalypse now So we're waiting
Everybody is a victim of society Comedy, tragedy, vaudeville and variety Pantomime players in the grand tradition Winners and losers till the intermission
Everybody got something hidden In a darkness deep inside Everybody gotta fatal flaw Everybody got something to hide Take a look into my eyes See the
This song is dedicated to the memory of Annie Florence Davies and Carol Bryans. Like a seed that is sewn All the children are scattered By a breeze
That's life in the big city You beg for mercy but you got no pity Low-life zero mentality Vandalized victims of depravity Fast food, take-out mentality
Look at us here today Lots of talking with nothing to say And if I seem somewhat vague It's because I'm somewhat afraid I'm surviving, that's all I am
Isn't it strange meeting you here Two old friends Just sitting down quietly drinking a beer But knowing your past the way that I do After all this time
: Everybody got something hidden In a darkness deep inside Everybody gotta fatal flaw Everybody got something to hide Take a look into my eyes See the
