Everything's fine for now, no one's really
laughingEverything's just all right, or is it now? up to
the round, but keep moving onYou can cut the cord now, just
dragging alongNow there's too many people trying too
hardNot to be outdoneThey follow close behind their proud
smoking gunIt's up to you and me whether to pay them any
mindSome people turn to tomorrow, and some, a bottle of
wineRemember back when there could be no wrongIt's
different for everyone until it's goneNow there's too
many people trying too hardNot to be outdoneThey follow close
behind their proud smoking gunThings are breaking downNot that
stuffThink it over againDreams come and go, and one thing
remainsIn the back of your mind, it won't go awaySaying,
"take a look around and tell me everything's just fineFrom
what I can see now, we'd be fools or lying"Now there's
too many people trying too hardNot to be outdoneThey follow close
behind their proud smoking gunThey say take your leave from the
common viewFirst look around past the college groundsWere people
aware of more than themselves, they'd care