You Can Stay But You Gotta Go

Now, everybody comes everybody goes
What's it all about no one really knows
Some of them are up some of them are down.

Some are in a box six feet underground.

Now, everybody says what they want to say
And even when it's not they say it anyway
Everybody hears what they want to hear
Echo in the halls in-between their eeeeaaaaarrrrr.

Now, staring at your glock, staring at your hand
What's it all about no one understands.

Seeing what you see knowing what you know
When you coming clean where'd the money go?

Now, doing what you want doing what you're told
Do it all for love do it all for gold
Where'd the money go? I don't really know
Baby, can't ya see ...?... Dreams are freeeeeeeeeeee.

Now, everybody comes everybody goes
What's it all about - no one really knows
Where they come from - where they going to
What's it all about? Haven't got a cluuuuueeeeeeee.