Bu$hleaguer (Nassau Coliseum - Uniondale, NY 4/30/2003) Lyrics

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