It all works out It all works out It all works out It all works out I'm waiting for a word beyond our history And paper tigers dance about within the mystery Clover of substance I can't put my finger on And stepping over sidewalk cracks I'm catching the last one The silent waiting room, the padded soundproof wall Have become much more terrifying than the shadowed hall So you can have your reasons for the bloody war I know I don't want to hate you for what you're not sorry for k** the king (It all works out) Strip the queen (It all works out) Are you a friend (It all works out) Dear Charlie Sheen (It all works out) Roll over Johnny boy your song is on the tube And with it died a dream of mine... releasing the balloon It seems that lately nothing that I ever thought Can stand up to the pressure of the crap that I have bought So turn the page and be sure that you rip it out 'Cause it won't be there otherwise unless we figure out That there are reasons yet behind this bloody war And I don't want to hate you for what you're not sorry for k** the king (It all works out) Strip the queen (It all works out) Are you a friend (It all works out) Dear Charlie Sheen (It all works out) Ahh-ahh, ahh-ahh...