We cold boot the brain stem, and we start to get pissed

We're turning into creatures

(Turning into creatures, Turning into creatures)

That hardly ever exist



And everyone of us must win at last

Like in the future, like in the past

Everyone of us must win at last

And everyone of us must win at last

Like in the future, like in the past

Everyone of us must win at last



We're gross and fundamental, and we're stuck by the fairy light

We throw ourselves off the edge off an intricate appetite



So everyone of us can win at last

Like in the future, like in the past

Everyone of us must win at last

So everyone of us can win at last

Like in the future, like in the past

Everyone of us must win at last



We are a wonderland

We are a merry-go-round

And the morning after

We are garbage on the ground



And everyone of us can win at last

Like in the future, like in the past

Everyone of us must win at last

And everyone of us must win at last

Like in the future, like in the past

Everyone of us must win at last



Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, aaah

Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, aaah

Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, aaah

Oh Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!