Hey Archetype
Hey, he's a lover, he's a brooder
He didn't get his mommy's milk
He became a slicing margin dealer
For feeding on forbidden fruit
So's to hurt in hidden ways
Those whose light shines brighter than the rest
There's a corresponding struggle as the masses quietly huddle
Waiting for a glimpse, another burst
Hey, is there nothing in this world that makes you cry?
Hey, is there nothing left that's sacred?
Nothing left that makes ya
That makes you want to try?
She's a catfish clawing mangler
She didn't get her daddy's hugs
She became a high finangler
Looking down with contempt from above
Looking down on the servant classes, ha!
That they're always wanting more
Now the writers have abandoned ship
Their happy endings washed up on the shore
Hey, is there nothing in this world that makes you smile?
Hey, is there nothing left that's sacred?
Nothing left that makes you wanna share?
Makes you want to cry?
Hey, is there nothing in this world that makes you cry?
Hey, is there nothing left that's sacred?
Nothing left that makes you want to, wanna be a man?
Hey, is there nothing in this world that makes you smile?
Hey, is there nothing else that's special
Nothing else that's sacred, that really makes you cry?
He didn't get his mommy's milk
He became a slicing margin dealer
For feeding on forbidden fruit
So's to hurt in hidden ways
Those whose light shines brighter than the rest
There's a corresponding struggle as the masses quietly huddle
Waiting for a glimpse, another burst
Hey, is there nothing in this world that makes you cry?
Hey, is there nothing left that's sacred?
Nothing left that makes ya
That makes you want to try?
She's a catfish clawing mangler
She didn't get her daddy's hugs
She became a high finangler
Looking down with contempt from above
Looking down on the servant classes, ha!
That they're always wanting more
Now the writers have abandoned ship
Their happy endings washed up on the shore
Hey, is there nothing in this world that makes you smile?
Hey, is there nothing left that's sacred?
Nothing left that makes you wanna share?
Makes you want to cry?
Hey, is there nothing in this world that makes you cry?
Hey, is there nothing left that's sacred?
Nothing left that makes you want to, wanna be a man?
Hey, is there nothing in this world that makes you smile?
Hey, is there nothing else that's special
Nothing else that's sacred, that really makes you cry?
Credits
Writer(s): Peter Garrett
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