Yeah, we all fall down The higher we fly the harder it feels when we hit the ground What makes a man work until it's kids too old to kiss and hug He won't climb another imaginary mountain when he is in love enough What makes a man build a kingdom all

My boy builds coffins he makes them all day But it's not just for work and it isn't for play He's made one for himself One for me too My boy builds coffins with hammers and nails He doesn't build ships, he has no use for sails He doesn't make tables,

And maybe it's a little too early To know if this is gonna work All I know is you're sure looking Good in my shirt You look good in my shirt When you walked up behind me and covered my eyes And whispered in my ear, guess who I rattled off names like I

I want the whole world, the whole world, the whole world in my hands But it's just slipping through like sand You say, make the most of your time Hard to work when it's not on your side What can't kill you makes you stronger I will try, I will try I

Surprise surprise, surprise surprise You're much better looking when you're in disguise And this revolution has been brought to you by Oh you upper class daughters, and working class sons It's hard to save a dollar the way the world runs Those who seek

It's okay, it's alright Keep on runnin', keep on hidin' Keep on runnin' away And if it makes you want to jump and shout, go ahead! Keep on runnin' keep on hidin' Keep on runnin' away, it's okay. Workin' in the city This town's got no pity Bossman owns a

The book of love is long and boring No one can lift the damn thing It's full of charts and facts and figures And instructions for dancing But I, I love it when you read to me And you, you can read me anything The book of love has music in it In fact,

You know we're just working on it We're working on it, working on it No leaderboard keeping score Long as you woke up this morning And see you're working on it It might be taking forever, but it's better than never Everybody got ugly, ugly I'm like, oh

Yeah, we all fall down The higher we fly the harder it feels when we hit the ground What makes a man work until it's kids too old to kiss and hug He won't climb another imaginary mountain when he is in love enough What makes a man build a kingdom all

We can work it out Try to see it my way While you see it your way Life is very short, and there's no time For fussing and fighting, my friend I have always thought that it's a crime Only time will tell if I am right or I am wrong There's a chance that we