Bu$hleaguer (Nassau Coliseum - Uniondale, NY 4302003)

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

A confidence man, but why so beleaguered?

He's not a leader, he's a Texas leaguer

And swinging for the fence, got lucky with a strike

The drilling for fear keeps the job simple

Born on third, thinks he got a triple

Blackout weaves it's way through the cities

The blackout weaves it's way through the cities

The blackout weaves it's way

I remember when you sang

That song about today

Now it's tomorrow and

Everything has changed

Aloof multiplication

A nicotine wish and a columbus decanter

Retrenchment and hoggishness

The aristocrat choir sings

"What's the ruckus?"

The haves have not a fucking clue

The immenseness of suffering

And the odd negotiation, a rarity

With onion-skin plausibility of life

And a keyboard reaffirmation

Blackout weaves its way through the cities

The blackout weaves its way through the cities

The blackout weaves its way

I remember when you sang

That song about today

Now it's tomorrow and

Everything has changed

I remember when you sang

That song about today

Now it's tomorrow and

Everything has changed

It's all changed

I busted out the night seat for you, yeah

Aww yeah