You act as though you were a blind man who's crying
Crying 'bout all the virgins that are dying
In your habitual dreams you know
Seems you need more sleep
But like a parrot in a flaming tree
I know, it's pretty hard to see
and I'm beginning to wonder if it's time for a change
but still you try like a fat boy dancing gershwin's blues
But you'd rather sit at home and watch the news
and I'm beginning to wonder if it's time for a change
I'm beginning to wonder if it's time for a change