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.
Everything is going up. Everything is going as planned, yeah. Everything moves along. Everything is fine, fine, fine.
Baby can I change my mind? I just want to change my mind.
Everything is going up. Everything is going as planned, yeah. Everything moves along. Everything is fine, fine, fine.