Everything's beautiful,
Every day's a holiday, the day you live without it,
Everything changes up, everything shifts and falls unless you care about it,
But you sit there in the darkness,
And you make plans but they're hopeless,
And you blame God when you're lonely,
And you'll call it fate, when you show up too late and it's over.
Here on the boulevard, you were the golden boy,
A mix of brains and muscle
That was a lucky break,
Luck is a thing you make,
Not just another hustle
But you sit there in the darkness,
And you make plans but they're hopeless,
And you blame God when you're lonely,
And you'll call it fate, when you show up too late and it's over.
'Cos nothing can wait forever,
They don't give unlimited chances in life;
They hand you the knife and tell you to cut it around.
So baby let's fly;
Baby let's ride, baby let's ride
'Cos everything's beautiful, every day's a holiday,
But days are getting shorter,
The moon and the stars report the boulevard's last resort
And now your last supporter.
But you sit there in the darkness,
And you make plans but they're hopeless,
And you blame God when you're lonely
And you'll call it fate, when you show up too late and it's over
Every day's a holiday, the day you live without it,
Everything changes up, everything shifts and falls unless you care about it,
But you sit there in the darkness,
And you make plans but they're hopeless,
And you blame God when you're lonely,
And you'll call it fate, when you show up too late and it's over.
Here on the boulevard, you were the golden boy,
A mix of brains and muscle
That was a lucky break,
Luck is a thing you make,
Not just another hustle
But you sit there in the darkness,
And you make plans but they're hopeless,
And you blame God when you're lonely,
And you'll call it fate, when you show up too late and it's over.
'Cos nothing can wait forever,
They don't give unlimited chances in life;
They hand you the knife and tell you to cut it around.
So baby let's fly;
Baby let's ride, baby let's ride
'Cos everything's beautiful, every day's a holiday,
But days are getting shorter,
The moon and the stars report the boulevard's last resort
And now your last supporter.
But you sit there in the darkness,
And you make plans but they're hopeless,
And you blame God when you're lonely
And you'll call it fate, when you show up too late and it's over
Other albums by the artist
Magnolia (Music from the Motion Picture)
1999 · album
I'm With Stupid
1995 · album
Queens of the Summer Hotel
2021 · album
I See You
2021 · single
Burn It Out
2021 · single
Suicide is Murder
2021 · single
M.O.D.O.K. (Original Soundtrack)
2021 · album
Avalanche
2020 · single
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