Heightened, enlightened, lucid, and frightened
Better roll on, try to tighten up your game
'Cause everyone’s got something to say

Stay out, laid out, this heart is played out
And I made out like some wild bird of prey
And everyone’s got something to say

Goodbye all you dealers, the cold ones, and the feelers
Dreaming just gives glory to the grave
And everyone’s got something to say

Seems like everyone’s got something to say