Everybody by Wax Tailor Lyrics
[Intro]
(It isn't fiction, it's ruthless reality that still explodes in headlines)
It's not just me, it's... (Everybody)
It's not just you, it's... (Everybody)
So the amount of people not feeling shit like this is like... (Nobody)
(All preparations are made)
[Verse 1: Del the Funky Homosapien]
Wipe it ready / Renegade over any
Drop and hit greedy gremlins like a roll of rusty pennies
Enemies of any scatter and spread just like buckshots piercing
Through club spots, windows and thugs drop
Fear of heights, mirrors, lights
Disco ball flip and falls licking off
Mr mop and glow / Doctor flow / Exquisite
Beats come with it that's optional / Yeah
Mr Lif Mr elevation high exalted
Rises to the top he's in the cockpit / Mosh pit
Hop'd in I'm getting my licks in
Mission fixated and fixed in six minutes
That's the business / That's bound beyond physics
Capture glimpses of the glow / It's no limits
Sow up the sector snatch up the treasure chest
Split it up and this is what perfection is get a grip
[Chorus]
It's not just me, it's... (Everybody)
It's not just you, it's... (Everybody)
So the amount of people not feeling shit like this is like... (Nobody)
It's not just me, it's... (Everybody)
It's not just you, it's... (Everybody)
So the amount of people not feeling shit like this is like... (Nobody)
(On the theory that everything in the world would be alright, if everyone knew and understood the truth, we're going to try and lay out some of the issues)
[Verse 2: Mr. LIF]
I'm doing my dystopian mope again
The restaurants I used to go to, them shits ain't opening
A moment of silence for mom's and pops shops
That gave a unique flavor to every block
Now the streets I walk are empty
And I'm sensing a bold tension
So determined and unrelenting
A warm hello is like a brick of gold
As we stroll through this nuclear cold
Invisible bomb caused as much harm as physical one
I look to find my peoples and their faces are gone
Now our eyes float a mere quarter inch above fabric
We've adapted but mental effects remain tragic
Yo, Lif and Del is like Zinfandel
The dark root when the whole world needs a reboot
Told my mans if we could link and make a track then we'd be on
But I was wrong. Now all my friends work for Amazon
[Pre-Chorus]
(Everybody)
Everybody? Yeah
(Everybody)
Everybody? Yea, man
It's like (Nobody)
Ok, it's not just (Everybody)
It's not just (Everybody)
So the amount of people not ...
(Nobody)
Nobody, but I repeat
[Chorus]
It's not just me, it's... (Everybody)
It's not just you, it's... (Everybody)
So the amount of people not feeling shit like this is like... (Nobody)
It's not just me, it's... (Everybody)
It's not just you, it's... (Everybody)
So the amount of people not feeling shit like this is like... (Nobody)
(Everybody)
(Everybody)
(Nobody)
(It isn't fiction, it's ruthless reality that still explodes in headlines)
It's not just me, it's... (Everybody)
It's not just you, it's... (Everybody)
So the amount of people not feeling shit like this is like... (Nobody)
(All preparations are made)
[Verse 1: Del the Funky Homosapien]
Wipe it ready / Renegade over any
Drop and hit greedy gremlins like a roll of rusty pennies
Enemies of any scatter and spread just like buckshots piercing
Through club spots, windows and thugs drop
Fear of heights, mirrors, lights
Disco ball flip and falls licking off
Mr mop and glow / Doctor flow / Exquisite
Beats come with it that's optional / Yeah
Mr Lif Mr elevation high exalted
Rises to the top he's in the cockpit / Mosh pit
Hop'd in I'm getting my licks in
Mission fixated and fixed in six minutes
That's the business / That's bound beyond physics
Capture glimpses of the glow / It's no limits
Sow up the sector snatch up the treasure chest
Split it up and this is what perfection is get a grip
[Chorus]
It's not just me, it's... (Everybody)
It's not just you, it's... (Everybody)
So the amount of people not feeling shit like this is like... (Nobody)
It's not just me, it's... (Everybody)
It's not just you, it's... (Everybody)
So the amount of people not feeling shit like this is like... (Nobody)
(On the theory that everything in the world would be alright, if everyone knew and understood the truth, we're going to try and lay out some of the issues)
[Verse 2: Mr. LIF]
I'm doing my dystopian mope again
The restaurants I used to go to, them shits ain't opening
A moment of silence for mom's and pops shops
That gave a unique flavor to every block
Now the streets I walk are empty
And I'm sensing a bold tension
So determined and unrelenting
A warm hello is like a brick of gold
As we stroll through this nuclear cold
Invisible bomb caused as much harm as physical one
I look to find my peoples and their faces are gone
Now our eyes float a mere quarter inch above fabric
We've adapted but mental effects remain tragic
Yo, Lif and Del is like Zinfandel
The dark root when the whole world needs a reboot
Told my mans if we could link and make a track then we'd be on
But I was wrong. Now all my friends work for Amazon
[Pre-Chorus]
(Everybody)
Everybody? Yeah
(Everybody)
Everybody? Yea, man
It's like (Nobody)
Ok, it's not just (Everybody)
It's not just (Everybody)
So the amount of people not ...
(Nobody)
Nobody, but I repeat
[Chorus]
It's not just me, it's... (Everybody)
It's not just you, it's... (Everybody)
So the amount of people not feeling shit like this is like... (Nobody)
It's not just me, it's... (Everybody)
It's not just you, it's... (Everybody)
So the amount of people not feeling shit like this is like... (Nobody)
(Everybody)
(Everybody)
(Nobody)