Soul Coughing: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.