I remember one night, the kid cut off his right arm
in a fit to save a bit of power.
He got fifty thousand watts
in a big acoustic tower.
Security's so tight tonight,
oh, and they're ready for a tussle.
Gotta keep your backstage passes,
'cause the promoter had the muscle.
And so it goes,
and so it goes,
and so it goes,
and so it goes,
but where it's going,
no one knows.
And so it goes,
and so it goes,
and so it goes,
and so it goes,
but where it's going,
no one knows.
In the tall buildings sit the head of armed nations,
worthy men from Spain and Siam.
All day discussions with the Russians
but they still went ahead and vetoed the plan.
Now up jumped the U.S. Representative.
He's the one with the tired eyes.
747 for the midnight condition,
flying back for my peacekeeper mission.
And so it goes,
and so it goes,
and so it goes,
and so it goes,
but where it's going,
no one knows.
And so it goes,
and so it goes,
and so it goes,
and so it goes,
but where it's going,
no one knows.
And in the air, there's after shave lotion
in the wake of a snaky Persian.
On his arm is a skintight vision,
wonder why she ain't mine, she's his.
And so it goes,
and so it goes,
and so it goes,
and so it goes,
but where it's going,
no one knows.
And so it goes,
and so it goes,
and so it goes,
and so it goes,
but where it's going,
no one knows.
But where it's going,
no one knows.