Lyrics: Arabian Derby
Album: Paper Scissors Stone
Artist: Catatonia
 

I never feard the rain
Until you turned to me
and said you’d failed again
It makes a perfect day so lame
And leads us halfway
to nowhere

And so the players
have changed
Soon we’ll memorise the names
But somehow something’s
never quite the same
Still we’ll stake a claim,
you can count us in again

And everyone’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 we’re living
in inimitable style
Chasing the ultimate prize

You’d make a fine millionaire
It’s only natural to celebrate
But someone’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 there’s no turning back,
so count us in again

And everyone’s a winner baby
Hedge your bets,
get set and maybe
We could be the first
to cross the line

Everyone’s a winner baby
Everyone’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 I’m still counting
Another flash in the pan
A cheap and instant forming tan
it seems to grown on me
Taking inches from a mile (No change there)
But I’m all for throwing
it on the line

‘Cos everyone’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 we’re living
in inimitable style
Chasing the ultimate prize

Oh everyone’s a winner baby (baby)
Oh Everyone’s a winner baby (baby)
Everyone’s a winner baby (baby)