Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything, thing
Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything is awful
Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything, thing
Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything is awful
Everything is awful, everything is…
What’s that crashing sound
That follows us around?
That’s the sound of all things good breaking
We’ll put your fears to rest
You know it’s for the best
As a choir of angels sing:
Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything, thing
Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything is awful
Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything, thing
Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything is awful
Everything is awful, everything is…
I know you’ve worked so hard
To hoist your own petard
Must be so nice; the point stuck in your side
Hang your heavy head
It’s safer here in bed
As a choir of angels sing:
Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything, thing
Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything is awful
Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything, thing
Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything is awful
Everything is awful, everything is bad
(La la la la
La la la la)
Everything is…
(La la la la
La la la la)
Everything is…
(La la la la
La la la la)
Everything is…
(La la la la
La la la la)
Everything is…
Wake me from my sleep
Could you kindly keep it down?
Could you kindly keep it down, down?
You’ll wake me from my sleep
Could you kindly keep it down?
Could you kindly keep it down, down?