You act as though
You are 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
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