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, (look like melting mice) 
 
A confidence man, but why so beleagued? 
He's not a leader, he's a Texas leaguer 
Swinging for the fence, got lucky with a strike 
Drilling for fear, makes the job simple 
Born on third, thinks he got a triple 
 
Blackout weaves its way through the cities 
Blackout weaves its way through the cities 
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 colossus decanter 
Retrenchment and foolishness 
"What's the buckos?" 
The raves 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 cities 
Blackout weaves its way through the cities 
Blackout weaves its way,... 
 
I remember when you sang 
That song about today 
Now it's tomorrow and 
Everything has changed