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.
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