The Idiot Kings

Everything is going up
Everything is going as planned, yeah
Everything moves along
Everything is fine, fine, fine

Well, I could be condemned to Hell for every sin but littering
Well, I could slip on the East River and crash into Queens all skittering
Well, I've seen the cops and the robbers, and I know they dance the same
Well, 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 till they're gone, gone, gone

Baby, can I change my mind?
I just want to change my mind
Baby, can I change my mind?
I just want to change my mind