I haven't been by since
 It goes against all that I've learned
 But it seems that the tables have turned

 But could we have stopped it
 We all get co opted
 To some kind of system it seems
 But they can't take away  can't take away all our dreams

 Like the one where I'm in a balloon
 Floating above I can see the marquee and the moon
 The monkey  the dog and Neptune

 They're all in good spirits
 I'm happy to hear it
 But haven't the sweetest idea
 To me buzz is onomatopoeia

 Will something be happening soon
 To settle the difference between the marquee and the moon
 They're passing the torch, knife and spoon

 And so it goes
 I guess there are those
 Who want to get out like me
 Yeah

 Their clientele
 Can go to hell
 If they want to get in for free
 But hell ain't a bad place to be
 Yeah

 Am I any different than either the moon or marquee
 Oh, not a lot if you ask me

 Cabaret license
 I've been coming by since
 The action continued past two
 Before this what did we used to do