Everything is going up.
everything is going as planned, yeah.
everything moves along.
everything is fine, fine, fine.
Oh i could be
condemned to hell for every sin but littering.
i could
slip on the east river and crash into queens all skittering.
i've seen the
cops and the robbers, and i know they dance the same.
i've seen a
half a zillion girls and haven't spoken to a single one of them.
Batting in the light,
my reptile-lidded eyes.
and all this strung end to end,
is wider than the mind.
And this cool i've been playing i have been
playing too long now my
capacities are dwindling 'til they're
gone gone gone.
Baby can i change my mind?
i just want to change my mind.