We've got good minds in bad health I think you know that All our friends like us more than we like ourselves Drinking in style like the laughing stock We sing in the key of this door but we still knock Set the clocks back and set my thoughts ahead We could rewrite this old book stepping through chapters half dead Someone said before, I'll say it again It's not just how you play it's how your listenting A head in the ground Feet in the sky You fell when no one watched as you learned how to fly It's the simple things that have all gone wrong When you stop to catch your breath your moving on Graffiti just like a calendar July ice, now it's melting there Drinking in style like the laughing stock We sing in the key of this door but we still knock