Everybody needs somebody sometimes Yeah everybody needs somebody sometimes So here you are now, nowhere to turn It's It's just the same old yesterday You made a promise to yourself That you were never gonna be this way And the only thing that you've ever

Whenever you look at me I wish I was her You shower me with words made of knives You grace me with your cold shoulder You say it's it's all in my head And the things I think just don't make sense So where you been then? Don't go all coy Don't turn it round on

Get your party right, it's a Friday night Lime on the rim of that dixie silver Smokin' up a faded out 4x4 I brought the songs and you brought the party Only one way to do it up right Everybody goes where eveybody knows That anything goes on a Friday

Priscilla, Priscilla It's It's a difficult thing being Queen to the King How'd you get him to yourself? Between the whistle calls and Southern dolls He's always in high demand We turn around and the world's right there Woman to woman, I'm starting to see

It's a beautiful war Worth fighting for Left them something The tip of your tongue The top of your lungs Don't mean nothing Don't need nothing Bite your tongue

Oh you don't get something for nothing You won't get wise With the sleep still in your eyes Waiting for the winds of change To sweep the clouds away Waiting for the rainbow's end To cast its gold your way Countless ways You pass the days

You and your sister live in a Lemonworld I want to sit in and die Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo I'm too tired to drive anyway, anyway right now Do you care if I stayed? You can put on your bathing suits Losin' my breath, doo doo doo doo doo doo doo So

Everything has fallen to pieces We really need to see this through We never wanted to be abused We'll never give up, it's no use If we're fucked up, you're to blame Earth is dying, help me Jesus We need guidance, we've been misled Young and hostile but

Fame, fame, fame, fame Fame, fame, fame Fame makes a man take things over Fame lets him loose, hard to swallow Fame puts you there where things are hollow (fame) Fame, it's not your brain, it's just the flame That burns your change to keep you insane

Two hearts trying to understand How we're gonna get there One way, everything's gonna be away When we're both trying to drive One wheel, four hands 'Cause you're not always right It's It's not like I don't try This is where we belong But darling, I'm on your