The Way Things Work

Everybody wants to live forever
Nobody really wants to die
They say that when you're gone
Your soul will carry on.
I don't much believe that but I'll try

Everybody wants to make money
We all work all our lives for that dime
At a job that we hate
Until the day that we get paid
It sounds like an enormous waste of time.
But God knows I'll still try

Everybody wants to be famous
Everybody wants their name in lights
i am no exception
I crave that recognition
I hope that I get it before I die
I hope I get it before I die