Everybody knows.
Everybody knows.
Everybody knows
that’s the way it goes.
Everybody knows.
The crazy insane apple,
so ugly and abhorred,
has left its lasting sticky mark
upon the pointed sword.
Everybody knows.
Everybody knows.
Everybody knows
that’s the way it goes.
Everybody knows.
The mistresses and maidens,
all dying in a line,
and though I know I’ll never touch her
I know one is mine.
Everybody knows.
Everybody knows.
Everybody knows
that’s the way it goes.
Everybody knows.
Everybody knows.
Everybody knows.
Everybody knows
that’s the way it goes.
Everybody knows.
The sun is burning brighter,
it’s smoldering the world
where men once walked and men once talked
and many flags unfurled.
Everybody knows.
Everybody knows.
Everybody knows
that’s the way it goes.
Everybody knows.
The sun is getting closer ,
the earth is getting burned,
but volumes could be written on what
mankind never learned.
Everybody knows.
Everybody knows.
Everybody knows
that’s the way it goes.
Everybody knows.
