The quick change world is failin' down
And it sweeps you off your feet
Your razzle dazzle cinnamon mind
Keeps you so complete
Keeps you on your feet

Well the blue denim dream in the victim line
Is staring at the tube
Riding on the flatboard
Toward the tin town tomb
Cause they got some room


Well the black rain now is running down
And you're feeling like a scud
Like a typical mata hari
Pulling out the plug

Frozen on the fear train
Failing to survive
Sitting on a bench
In the park
And looking for something
In your eye

Oh my god is this the end
Beneath the stars
We have our feast
But most of all

The quick change world is a fallin' down
If you're looking through the years
Dance between the faulty stars
Live between the tears
Live between the tears
Live between the tears

The quick change world
Is falling through the hole
Yeah, the quick change world
Is falling through the hole


Well you might be interested
And you might be fake
And you might think it's alright
Beneath the stars

All souls are lucky
All souls are lucky
All souls are lucky
All souls are lucky