We ride on avenues so wide

No one notices the slide

Down from Burbank to Van Nuys

And you say the stakes are small

Nothing matters after all

Just diversion and delight

You're all right

You're all right

In a world where nothing's wrong

You're alright

We got wonder of the soul

We got hunger we all know

We got gaping bullet holes

And you say it's all okay

Just a preference of the taste

We can make up as we go

You're all right (sugar lies)

You're all right (hypnotized)

In a world where nothing's wrong

You're all right

You got style baby

That's enough maybe

If there's nothing black or white

Sugar sugar...

You're all right 



[Eskelin/McKelvey]