Everybody's Famous - Jeffrey Foucault

Everybody’s famous

Everybody’s free

Everybody’s broken heart

Is shining like a new TV

On the walls of a dark room

Where the world used to be

Everybody’s famous

Everybody’s free

There’s a fire in the windrows

There’s a wolf out in the corn

There’s a wildness waiting

For the moment to be reborn

And there’s something down inside you

Feels like it’s being torn

Everybody’s famous

Everything is gone

If your tongue is sleeping

Curled inside your head

Like a lion or a serpent

You might as well be dead

And if your heart is beating

Sealed inside your ribs

Upon that dark electric

The only love that lives

Everybody knows you

They saw your billboard in the rain

They heard your mama crying

When you forgot your own real name

And she voted for your heartbreak

And she smiled at your shame

Everybody’s famous

Everyone’s the same

Everybody’s famous

Everybody’s free

The kingdom of heaven

Is inside of me

But I want to shoot the lights out

I know there’s something left to be

Everybody’s famous

Everybody’s free