"Everybody's High" is a Bluntly Literal video from The Pozers' "Embrace Your Addiction" CD. Year: 2007
Label: 6th Floor Records
Credits: "Everybody's High" written by Jeff Hamm
video compiled at Kaleidoscope Sound
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Written By Jeff Hamm
This song is on The Pozers' 2005 CD, "Embrace Your Addiction."
(By Jeff Hamm)
I’ve got something to get off my chest
With my coffee-shop talk and my beatnik breath.
Junk poets preaching on the rain-soaked streets
While the ants go marching to the rat-race beat.
Gasoline dreams are filling the sky…
Everybody wants and everybody needs,
Everybody’s filled with 2 tons of greed.
Everybody lives and everybody loves,
Nobody wants to put on the gloves.
Everybody lives and everybody dies…
Everybody’s rich and everybody’s poor,
Everyone’s a saint and everyone’s a whore.
Everybody’s black and everybody’s white,
Nobody’s wrong and everybody’s right.
Everybody wears an ugly disguise…
Everybody’s here and everybody’s there,
Everyone’s concerned but nobody cares.
Everybody’s young and everybody’s old,
Everybody bets and everybody folds.
Everybody laughs and everybody cries…
Some like Lennon, some like Cobain;
A bullet took one, the other put it in his brain.
Some take a pill, some take a train
Spotting freaks in the gutter putting needles to the vein.
Everybody’s looking for a new way to die…
Everybody run, everybody run,
Everybody’s gotta gun, gotta gun,
Everybody’s gotta gun.
Brother kills brother, man kills man:
Disposable heroes of the Promised Land.
Everybody lifts the dead to the sky…
Everyone’s behind, everyone’s ahead,
Everybody’s going as the light is turning red.
Some cheat life, some cheat death,
Some have the smell of money on their breath.
Everybody’s working for the dollar $ign…
Everyone’s a boy, everyone’s a girl,
Everybody’s living in a fucked-up world.
Me, I’m making thought out of fools in the rain,
With a cup of hot Java shooting caffeine in my brain.
First I laugh and then I sigh…