Out in the garden, there's half of a heaven And then we're only bluffing We're not ones for busting through walls But they've told us unless we can prove That we're doing it, we can't have it all (I want it, I want it all) He's gonna wangle a way to get out of it She's an excuse and a witness who'll talk when he's called But they've told us unless we can prove That we're doing it, we can't have it all (I want it, I want it all) (I want it, I want it all) We can't have it all (I want it, I want it all) (I caught a glimpse of a God) (All shining and bright) Suddenly my feet are feet of mud It all goes slow-mo I don't know why I'm crying Am I suspended in Gaffa? Not until I'm ready for you Not until I'm ready for you Can I have it all? I try to get nearer, but as it gets clearer There's something appears in the way It's a plank in me eye With a camel who's trying to get through it Am I doing it? Can I have it all now? (I want it, I want it all) I pull out the plank and say, "Thank you for yanking me Back to the fact that there's always something to distract But sometimes it's hard to know if I'm doing it right" Can I have it all now? (I want it, I want it all) Can I have it all now? (I want it, I want it all) Can I have it all? (I want it, I want it all) I can't have it all (We all have a dream, maybe) Suddenly my feet are feet of mud It all goes slow-mo I don't know why I'm crying Am I suspended in Gaffa? Not until I'm ready for you Not until I'm ready for you Can I have it all? I won't open boxes that I am told not to I'm not a Pandora, I'm much more like That girl in the mirror between you and me She don't stand a chance of getting anywhere at all (I want it, I want it all) Not anywhere at all (I want it, I want it all) No, not a thing (I want it, I want it all) She can't have it all (Mother, where are the angels?) (I'm scared of the changes) Suddenly my feet are feet of mud It all goes slow-mo I don't know why I'm crying Am I suspended in Gaffa? Not until I'm ready for you Not until I'm ready for you Suddenly my feet are feet of mud It all goes slow-mo I don't know why I'm crying Am I suspended in Gaffa? Not until I'm ready for you Not until I'm ready for you Can I have it all now?