One by One

There is a rumour going round
There is a rumour someone is going down
There is a tension in the air
Soon everybody was rushing to be there
Was it true, what is the use
Such outdated questions get the modern mind confused
Was it true, what is the use
Of a reputation when we want to be amused

There is a rumour going round
A rumour like a fire is spreading through the town
There is a gallows in the square
To serve as a warning for dissenters to beware
Everyone is rushing to be there
Everyone with a noble intention to declare
On the square, on the little lit-up screens
Where everybody clamours to be noticed, to be seen

Everybody wants to be a star
To be a hero in a revolutionary war
Everyone just wants to shine
But the more we try to step out, the more we fall in line