Everybody but the shoeshine man Everybody but the shoeshine man Everybody is afraid of the rain That gives fever and it gets dirty Except the little waxer Except the little waxer Who sees everything in color Everybody is afraid of the night That makes everything black, that makes everything gray Except the little waxer Except the little waxer Who sees everything in color Everybody wants to stand up Nobody wants to kneel Except the little waxer Except the little waxer Who doesn't know dishonor Everybody, everybody Everybody, everybody Everybody but the shoeshine man But the shoeshine man But the shoeshine man Everybody but the shoeshine man He knows that song Everybody wants to live in a big pump And never feel his pumps Except the little waxer Except the little waxer Except the little waxer Who declares that he doesn't smell Everybody gets up from the left foot At the terrible sound of the mouth Except the little waxer Except the little waxer Who is always in a good mood Everybody, everybody Everybody, everybody Everybody but the shoeshine man But the shoeshine man But the shoeshine man Everybody but the shoeshine man He knows that song Everybody has the dead of the season And the stomach in the heels Except the little waxer Except the little waxer Who feeds on a few flowers Everybody has the holes of memory And the pain that comes over you Except the little waxer Except the little waxer Who knows that song by heart Everybody, everybody Everybody, everybody Everybody Me all things in color Everybody Knows that song by heart Everybody Me all things in color Everybody Knows that song by heart Everybody knows that song by heart Everybody but the shoeshine man But the shoeshine man Everybody but the shoeshine man He knows that song by heart Everybody, everybody Everybody, everybody Everybody Me all things in color Everybody Me all things in color Everybody Me all things in color Everybody, everybody