[hyper-modern production with clear vocals, no autotune, Dolby Atmos mix, high-fidelity, high-definition audio and wide stereo] [Instrumental Intro] [Verse] One guy is shameless, drops in now and then Like he's been elected mayor by a vote of one again Calls us all the dyfunks, says we're getting it wrong Though he hardly ever shares a single song [Verse] One guy is witless, thinks he's Oscar Wilde Half the time he's brilliant, half the time he's wild Drops another one-liner, waits for the applause Then spends three pages arguing his own cause [Pre-chorus] Everybody's talking, nobody's listening Every little comment keeps the fire glistening [Chorus] Whoa, what a beautiful mess Everybody thinks they know best We're throwing words like confetti in a fight Then we're back again tomorrow night Whoa, what a beautiful mess Too much ego, too little finesse But when the dust settles and the smoke clears out We're still hanging around, no doubt [Break] [Verse] One guy is aimless, starts out making sense Then he storms around the forum jumping every fence Half the time he's lucid, half the time he's gone Chasing every rabbit trail from dusk till dawn [Pre-chorus] Everybody's talking, nobody's listening Every little comment keeps the fire glistening [Chorus] Whoa, what a beautiful mess Everybody thinks they know best We're throwing words like confetti in a fight Then we're back again tomorrow night Whoa, what a beautiful mess Too much ego, too little finesse But when the dust settles and the smoke clears out We're still hanging around, no doubt [Bridge] We're critics, comics, poets in disguise Kings and queens of overanalyzed replies Maybe we're ridiculous, that’s just who we are Laughing tomorrow, like it never went that far [Interlude] [Final chorus] Whoa, what a beautiful mess Everybody thinks they know best But beneath the noise and all the back-and-forth There's a bunch of dreamers proving what they're worth Whoa, what a beautiful mess Too much ego, too little finesse But when the dust settles and the smoke clears out We're still hanging around, no doubt [Outro] Whoa, what a beautiful mess Whoa, what a beautiful mess
