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