Everyone's A Winner

Everyone's a winner Everyone is free Everyone's a winner Except the father and son Looking down on what I've done Stepping out on the stage All the people that I've played Everyone that I love Slipping through my fingers Everyone's a winner And everyone's free And everything is sacred Except the church on the hill And my jagged little pills Except the clock on the tower Above the corridors of power Except the words on the page On your morning paper Everything is sacred And every word is true Everything's forever Except the dog in the chair And the bedroom that we share Except the friends who must choose Which one of us they wish to lose Except the bags in the hallway When the last thing you say's "Everything's forever And no one ever leaves" And everyone's a winner Except for you and me