We cold boot the brain stem, and we start to get pissed We're turning into creatures (Turning into creatures, Turning into creatures) That hardly ever exist And everyone of us must win at last Like in the future, like in the past Everyone of us must win at last And everyone of us must win at last Like in the future, like in the past Everyone of us must win at last We're gross and fundamental, and we're stuck by the fairy light We throw ourselves off the edge off an intricate appetite So everyone of us can win at last Like in the future, like in the past Everyone of us must win at last So everyone of us can win at last Like in the future, like in the past Everyone of us must win at last We are a wonderland We are a merry-go-round And the morning after We are garbage on the ground And everyone of us can win at last Like in the future, like in the past Everyone of us must win at last And everyone of us must win at last Like in the future, like in the past Everyone of us must win at last Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, aaah Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, aaah Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, aaah Oh Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!