Everybody

Everybody wants to be a wannabe Living in a limousine Everybody wants to be a tragedy In a supermarket magazine. Everybody wants to be famous Everybody wants more things Everybody longs to feel the pain That a whole lotta money's gonna bring. Everybody wants their name on the guest list Everybody wants to get in free Everybody wants complete fidelity From two or three lovers simultaneously. Everybody wants to be an individual Everybody else does, too All I wanna be in idiot free And outta 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 ground. Everybody wants the ideal body Waiting when they get back home Whether that's the one in Shanghai, London, New York City or the villa in Rome. Everybody wants to be an individual Everybody else does, too All I wanna be is idiot free And outta here with you. Everybody thinks they might have been kidnapped And examined in a U.F.O Everybody's locked into too much hock To ever think about what they don't want you to know. And still they're gonna be an individual Everybody else is, too All I wanna be is idiot free And outta here with you Ah yeah, all I wanna be is idiot free and outta here with you I said all I wanna be is idiot free and outta here with you. --- Everybody - Cold Chisel