How does he do it? How do they do it? Uncanny and immutable
This is such a happening tailpipe of a party
Like sugar, the guests are so refined
A confidence man, but why so beleaguered?
He's not a leader, he's a Texas leaguer
Swingin' for the fence, got lucky with a strike
Drillin' for fear, makes the job simple
Born on third, thinks he got a triple
Blackout weaves its way through the city
Blackout weaves its way through the city
Blackout weaves its way
I remember when you sang
That song about today
Now it's tomorrow and
Everything has changed
A think tank of aloof multiplication
A nicotine wish and a Columbus decanter
Retrenchment and hoggishness
The aristocrat choir sings, "What's the ruckus?"
The haves have not a clue
The immenseness of suffering and the odd negotiation, a rarity
With onionskin plausibility of life, and a keyboard reaffirmation
Blackout weaves its way through the city
Blackout weaves its way through the city
Blackout weaves its way
I remember when you sang
That song about today
Now it's tomorrow and
Everything has changed
I remember when you sang
That song about today
Now it's tomorrow and
Everything has changed
(Changed, changed, changed)
Changed (changed, changed, changed)
Changed (changed, changed, changed)
This is such a happening tailpipe of a party
Like sugar, the guests are so refined
A confidence man, but why so beleaguered?
He's not a leader, he's a Texas leaguer
Swingin' for the fence, got lucky with a strike
Drillin' for fear, makes the job simple
Born on third, thinks he got a triple
Blackout weaves its way through the city
Blackout weaves its way through the city
Blackout weaves its way
I remember when you sang
That song about today
Now it's tomorrow and
Everything has changed
A think tank of aloof multiplication
A nicotine wish and a Columbus decanter
Retrenchment and hoggishness
The aristocrat choir sings, "What's the ruckus?"
The haves have not a clue
The immenseness of suffering and the odd negotiation, a rarity
With onionskin plausibility of life, and a keyboard reaffirmation
Blackout weaves its way through the city
Blackout weaves its way through the city
Blackout weaves its way
I remember when you sang
That song about today
Now it's tomorrow and
Everything has changed
I remember when you sang
That song about today
Now it's tomorrow and
Everything has changed
(Changed, changed, changed)
Changed (changed, changed, changed)
Changed (changed, changed, changed)
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