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Everybody wants to be Kennedy, living in a limousine, And everybody wants to be a tragedy, in a supermarket magazine. Everybody wants to be famous, Everybody wants more things, Everybody wants to feel the pain that a whole lot of money's gonna bring, Everybody wants their name on the guest list, Everybody wants to get in free, Everybody wants complete vitality, or two or three lovers simultaneously, Everybody wants to be individual, Everybody else does too, All I wanna be is idiot free, outta here with you All I wanna be is idiot free, outta here with you Everybody wants to have children, No-one wants to hang around, Everybody wants the world to cry, When they're lying in the cold, cold ground, Everybody wants their ideal life to be waiting when they get back home, Whether it's the one from Shanghai, London, New York City or the villa in Rome. Songtexte Still you gotta be individual, Everybody else is too, All I wanna be is idiot free, Outta here with you All I wanna be is idiot free, Outta here with you Everybody thinks they might have been kidnapped And examined ... UFO, 'Cos everybody's locked in too much shock to ever think about What they don't want you to know. Still you gotta be individual, Everybody else is too, All I wanna be is idiot free, Outta here with you Oh, oh, oh all I wanna be is idiot free, outta here with you Aus Songtexte Mania