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!