Picking my mind, like a crow picks a pine   when you open the door, there are ten more inside      and it goes on and on and on and on      a verbal eclipse and a mid-tempo riot   you are moving your lips cause   you can't stand the silence      and it goes on and on and on and on      you asked me something, that I considered   and having giving this a thought I just don't know   can you settle with a dunno   i'm not insensitive to your feelings   it's just that every time i'm asked idunno   can you settle with a dunno   i'm indecisive but i'm consistent   at least when it comes to telling you that idunno   it's like a sea-saw what i'm feeling   bouncing up and down      cruise controlled eyes as the clouds drift by   in a whirl of ideas it's the worst that comes out      and it goes on and on and on and on      kissing your smile cause your teeth are so white   and your tongue is plush and your pipes are so loud      and it goes on and on and on and on