they say i’ve gotta get the right grades so i can graduate
so i can get a job that’s safe
but there ain’t no job that’s safe anymore
so what am i workin’ so hard for?
they say i’ve gotta save up my cash and not make decisions that are rash
get a car that can survive a crash
but i can’t afford gas, no
and it’s not like i have anywhere to go
every little thing’s falling apart
oil and water to quench my heart
wars are raging in the newsroom
but everything is all right outside
every little thing’s begun to burn
oil and water will take their turn
we’re running out of food
except in the country with the greatest debt
but don’t forget, we’re not dead yet
not quite yet
they say i’ve gotta get away, get away as fast as i can
the world is gonna burn or flood or i don’t know, but it’s all coming to an end
they say it’s just a matter of time
but then they change their minds and say we’re doing fine
sure i get a bit paranoid when it rains this hard
especially when the rain melts the paint off my car
every little thing’s falling apart
oil and water to quench my heart
wars are raging in the newsroom
but everything is all right outside
every little thing’s begun to burn
oil and water will take their turn
we’re running out of food
except in the country with the greatest debt
but don’t forget, we’re not dead yet
not quite yet
while the politicians party, looks like another fight
i’m sitting here on a question, left to the right to philosophize
when every little thing is failing, to what do we hold on
‘cause when we look deep inside, it turns out we’re not really that strong?
every little thing’s falling apart
but that’s all right, that’s all right
every little thing’s coming to end, my friend yeah
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