Square room, white walls, pen, paper, phone calls
Dial turned, time stopped, guitar starts, pressure drops
Now you're elegiac. You don't even have to say it
Sorry about my lost years, when you didn't have my ears
People are doing things for money; you and I must always do things for money
But we've also done tons of things for fun, when we can let ourselves have fun
So, let me know when you see the light
I'll be your idiot tonight
The choices you make reflect the earthquakes
We won't take up space
We can still shake up this place
And beauty's still there, someone still cares
We all have our tastes, but now they're all over the place
People are doing things for money
You and I have always done things for money
But we've also done tons of things for love, when we can muster up the love
So, let me know when the sparks ignite
I'll be your idiot
I'll be your idiot tonight
Your sweet laugh's a little lower, and you talk a little slower
This city's not the same
Oh, I hope they make it cool again!
But who cares, anyhow?
The whole world's yours now
You're all comin' on in Egypt and Tucson
And you're my pleasure, at my leisure
Saturday night treats my Monday right
Sometimes we favor the heroes; there's a reason they're called the heroes
But we're all still finding new things to love, when we can muster up the love
So, let me know when the waves take flight
I'll be your idiot
I'll be your idiot tonight