Artist/Band:
Catatonia
Lyrics for Song: Arabian Derby
Lyrics for Album: Paper Scissors Stone
I never feared the rain
Until you turned to me
And said youÂ’d failed again
It makes a perfect day so lame
And leads us halfway to nowhere
So the players have changed
Soon weÂ’ll memorise the names
But somehow somethingÂ’s never quite the same
Still we stick a claim, you can count us in again
And everyoneÂ’s a winner baby
Hedge your bets, get set and maybe
We could be the first to cross the line
Get up, get set, get ready
Get high, get low, get even
Cos weÂ’re living in inimitable style
Chasing the ultimate prize
YouÂ’d make a fine millionaire
ItÂ’s only natural to celebrate
But someoneÂ’s got to be there to pay
And we never get there
So take some time on our own
We burn enough alone
Close but still not fully grown
Pulling marrow from a bone
But thereÂ’s no turning back
So count us in again
And everyoneÂ’s a winner baby
Hedge your bets, get set and maybe
We could be the first to cross the line
EveryoneÂ’s a winner baby
EveryoneÂ’s a winner baby
Going back to the old house
The Marigolds just go to show
That some of us should never have left home
But see IÂ’m still counting
Another flash in the pan
A cheap and instant forming tan
It seems to grow on me
Taking inches from a mile
But IÂ’m all for throwing it on the line
And everyoneÂ’s a winner baby
Hedge your bets, get set and maybe
We could be the first to cross the line
Get up, get set, get ready
Get high, get low, get even
Cos weÂ’re living in inimitable style
Chasing the ultimate prize
And everyoneÂ’s a winner baby (baby)
Oh everyoneÂ’s a winner baby
EveryoneÂ’s a winner baby (baby)
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