Burning down the reasons not to speak your mind
Turning with the seasons? Nothing of the kind!
Don't take it from me, do what you wanna do
Only check and see there's something in the deal for you
Steaming hot relations, shots aimed at the heart
Feeling all the dealings, what a way to start!
Eking out a living tearing up the scene
Scheming with the demons streaming out of ol' Orleans
The mystical, the magical, the faces yet unmade
A dollar sign arises, they all seem to fade
I'm happy walking down the loathsome avenue
The world is twice as round, the sky is twice as blue
The mountains turn to dust, the sun refuse to shine
Still I take a poison pen and turn it to a valentine
Oh, filling up the heads, Ideas that bought the farm
Don't bring them around here, we don't give a darn
Every night I dream up ways to make you mine
Holding down the fort 'cause fortune turns on a dime