| 歌曲 | Everlone |
| 歌手 | The Wildhearts |
| 专辑 | Mad Bad And Dangerous To Know |
| life has teeth, and bites the feeding open hand | |
| you wanna be in a band? | |
| I got to feeling, I got too much, too soon, too fucked up I don't know | |
| I got to get to the show | |
| well... what have I got to do? | |
| what have I got to do to get through to you? | |
| well... what have I got to do? | |
| what have I got to do to get next to you? | |
| like a telephone call would do, fuck it | |
| CHORUS: | |
| everlone, everlone | |
| a thousand fake heroes appear at the throne (of) | |
| everlone, into the great unknown | |
| leaving it all to fade for a while | |
| 'til the fire in my eyes passes by | |
| when ideas run out, any fool can make a fist | |
| I got the will to resist | |
| I got the power of one, the fear of none, the arms to judge a man | |
| I bet you don't understand | |
| well... what have I got to do? | |
| what have I got to do to get through to you? | |
| well… what have I got to do? | |
| what have I got to do to get next to you? | |
| like a telephone call would do, fuck it | |
| CHORUS | |
| passes by - like a train, like the strangers all around | |
| passes by - like a pain, like the only friend I've found | |
| but if you mix self-confidence with some common sense | |
| maybe then you'll realise you touch me never, never, ever... | |
| (... ever (x7)) | |
| CHORUS |
| life has teeth, and bites the feeding open hand | |
| you wanna be in a band? | |
| I got to feeling, I got too much, too soon, too fucked up I don' t know | |
| I got to get to the show | |
| well... what have I got to do? | |
| what have I got to do to get through to you? | |
| well... what have I got to do? | |
| what have I got to do to get next to you? | |
| like a telephone call would do, fuck it | |
| CHORUS: | |
| everlone, everlone | |
| a thousand fake heroes appear at the throne of | |
| everlone, into the great unknown | |
| leaving it all to fade for a while | |
| ' til the fire in my eyes passes by | |
| when ideas run out, any fool can make a fist | |
| I got the will to resist | |
| I got the power of one, the fear of none, the arms to judge a man | |
| I bet you don' t understand | |
| well... what have I got to do? | |
| what have I got to do to get through to you? | |
| well what have I got to do? | |
| what have I got to do to get next to you? | |
| like a telephone call would do, fuck it | |
| CHORUS | |
| passes by like a train, like the strangers all around | |
| passes by like a pain, like the only friend I' ve found | |
| but if you mix selfconfidence with some common sense | |
| maybe then you' ll realise you touch me never, never, ever... | |
| ... ever x7 | |
| CHORUS |