You Want It All

Lyrics

Hey Mr. Red, what you got in your pocket Are you telling me a lie, or the truth Who will bleed? Who will take the lead? Can I watch you shimmy down? Grace the ladder of the late crown You, you want it all Yeah you, you with the empty hands And the gold plated rings Why do you have to have it all Rake out your starry eyes Or take a chance from the real thing to stay Of course you rake out your starry eyes Or take a chance from the real thing to stay If you can see they're here Oh the man from Atlantis, no one can see So hold on tight to your poetry Spinning lies to gold thread Hoarding mountains on your bed Heaven in a paper bag, go ahead Who will bleed? Who will take the lead? Can I watch you shimmy down? Grace the ladder of the late crown The late crown You, you want it all Yeah you, you with the empty hands And the gold plated rings Why do you have to have it all Rake out your starry eyes Or take a chance from the real thing to stay Of course you rake out your starry eyes Or take a chance from the real thing to stay If you can see they're here