Everything could be everything but it’s time so say goodbye, so,
Grab your last fix, and your last hit,
Grab your old girl with her new tricks,
It’s no surprise that I got lost in your brown eyes.
In your brown eyes, walked away
In your brown eyes, couldn’t stay
In your brown eyes, you watch her go
And turn the record on
And wonder what went wrong
What went wrong
If everything was everything
But everything is over
Everything could be everything
If only we were older
Guess it’s just a silly song about you
And how I lost you
And your brown eyes
In your brown eyes, I was feeling low
‘cause they’re brown eyes and you never know
Got some brown eyes, but I saw her face
I knew that it was wrong
So baby, turn the record on
Play that song
Where everything was everything
But everything is over
Everything could be everything
If only we were older
Guess it’s just a silly song about you
And how I lost you
And your brown eyes
Everything was everything
But baby it’s the last show
Everything could be everything
But it’s time to say goodbye so
Get your last fix, and your last hit
Grab your old girl with her new tricks
Honey yeah, it’s no surprise
I got lost in your brown eyes
There’s a lesson to be learned, one that I will take home,
When I return to my normal reality zone,
Punk rock has the power to change the world,
It lies in every single punk rock boy and girl,
So don’t let anyone tell you you’re not worth the earth,
These streets are your streets, this turf is your turf,
Don’t let anyone tell you that you’ve got to give in,
Cos you can make a difference, you can change everything,
Just let your dreams be your pilot, your imagination your fuel,
Tear up the book and write your own damn rules,
Use all that heart, hope and soul that you’ve got,
And the love and the rage that you feel in your gut,
And realise that the other world that you’re always looking for,
Lies right here in front of us, just outside this door,
And it’s up to you to go out there and paint the canvas,
After all, you were put on the earth to do this,
So shine your light so bright that all can see,
Take pride in being whoever the fuck you want to be,
Throw your fist in the air in solidarity,
And shout “Viva la punk, just one life, anarchy”.
And I met one man that was wounded in love, til I met another man who was wounded in hatred.






