Standard (EADGBE)

Intro

 Nothin' ever changes; is that really your name?

 What's it mean, what's the context, could you explain?

 I don't mean to be an asshole, I don't mean to complain

 But is that all we've given ya?

 I see no point in turning all this worry to shame

 There ain't no need to point the finger; I got no one else to blame

Talk of secession has never been so plain

 But is that all that we've said here?

 The kids are on fire; I'm just sat back tendin' the flames

 And we're just circlin' 'round the critical drain

 Big-time intuition in a tiny little brain

 Spoutin' out thoughts about doubts and jealousy and pain

Open-ended questions and the ones they contain

 Did it all go to hell in a day, kid?

 Consider this my condition

 On the ashes of the funerary pyre

 Would you still have me surrender my lyre?

I'm only askin' 'cause it seems like you wanna say

 That we're just circlin' 'round the critical drain

 Consider this my audition

 For that little jazz combo in the sky

 If I'm not there yet, I'll tell you why

 I'm too busy defiling the American songbook's name

 And we're just circlin' 'round the critical drain

 Yeah, we're just circlin' 'round the critical drain

 Yeah, we're just circlin' 'round the critical drain