Lyrics:

I must be almost old enough to hear the bad news

Tell me now

We can drink to Minneapolis and Vegas

It may be an almost absolute relief for us

On our way down

And everyone around

I'll walk around the city snapping pictures

Uninvolved

And wasting no one's hopes for me

No one left to look at me as if I've let them down

No longer sounding like I'm trying to change the key

I'm going to be the picture of agreeability

They'll call me the picture of agreeability

Get that original thought away from me