Diminishing Returns

The king of the swinging moods is back in town And everybody's tiptoeing around him, surround him As he pounds a silver hammer, drops revolutionary grammar Concerning the burning of city hall and urban sprawl and decay (bidding so long) Farewell to the days of having it both ways Hell is other people, some people never learn When optimism fails and my cooler head prevails I will meet you at the point of diminishing returns Down in the abstract, looking for a concrete artifact: Something to hold on to, not one more thing to believe in Stuck in a fall-back, and fighting off a heart attack And you're so tangible, Like a nitroglycerin tablet under my tongue Farewell to the days of having it both ways The boom's a bust out, but thanks for your concern When pessimism fails and my cooler head prevails I will meet you at the point of diminishing returns Progress shall be defined by your position on the bridge as it burns When populism, activism, urbanism fail My cooler head -- my cooler head will prevail When there are no more gods left to anoint No more noses to bend out of joint I'm gonna meet you at the point of diminishing returns (bidding so long...) Farewell to the days of having it both ways Hell is other people, some people never learn (bidding so long...) Farewell to the days of having it both ways (so long...) When optimism fails and my cooler head prevails I will meet you at the point of diminishing returns