These people they're all the same, they're all the same
Made up of particles, read the same articles, learn all their art in school
Some of them have the same last name, meet up on Saturdays to watch the game
Then hop into their cars, hit up a couple bars, hope to be a star
Most of them don't go too far away, some of them stray
Talk about oracles, and miracles in the modern world
And what we are here for
And they all want somethin' to believe in
Just like Columbus and the man on the moon
Just like we all age and we all have to be
We are looking for somethin' or someone to hold onto
To hold on to
See that man over there, he looks like a square
He goes to his job every day, occasionally gets out to play
Is tombstones already been paid for
There's only one set of rules when you play the gameboy
He used to be hard-core
But how can you bring home the bread, when you got no cred
And you're keeping each outfit
And we all want somethin' to believe in
Just like Columbus and the man on the moon
Just like we all age and we all have to be
We are looking for somethin' or someone to hold onto
To hold on to
And we all want somethin' to believe in
Just like Columbus and the man on the moon
Just like we all age and we all have to be
We are looking for something or someone
Yeah we're lookin' for some, my dear
Someone to call my dear
And hold on to
And hold on to
And hold on to