everybody's a phone boothcalling up their own youth   everyone's a lost youth      everyone's a lost child   everyone's a fair child   everyone's a judge with a cane      everyone's a swimming pool   and everyone's a diving fool   'cause everyone's afraid to look back      so maybe you're not the only one   obeying an unloaded gun   'cause time will tell that people are no proof      when are you gonna learn that your lips will get burned   if you don't believe the guy who runs the shop?   come dive with me, i'll count to three and jump into my soup      i'm swimming, you're swimming   yeah, we're all swimming in the same soup   i'm swimming, you're swimming   yeah, we're all swimming in the same soup      take my spoon and catch the circulating mushrooms   high as noon, i do not recognize a meatball   eat as one mouth or drown as one sprout      when are you gonna learn that your lips will get burned   if you don't believe the guy who runs the shop?   come dive with me, i'll count to three and jump into my soup