They Are All In Love Where do you walk on sunny times When the rivers gleam and the buildings shine How do you feel goin' up hallowed halls And the summer clothes brighten gloomy halls
And they're all in love And they're all in love
Where do you fit in phphtth (blows raspberry) magazine Where the past is the hero and the present a queen Just tell me right now where do you fit in With mud in your eye and a passion for gin
And they're all in love And they're all in love
Hey, goodbye all you punks Stay young and stay high Just hand me my checkbook And I'll crawl out to die
Like a woman in childbirth Grown ugly in a flash I'm seen magic and fame Now I'm recycling trash
And they're all in love And they're all in love And they're all in love And they're all in love