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 'til 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