Here we go again
one more time around the bend
the more that things appear to change
the more they seem to stay the same

I'm learning how to be a star
The band are waiting in the bar
We've got a number to rehearse
called Andy Warhol In Reverse

Here we go again...

Now here's my taxi, bang on cue
No I don't drive man, how about you?
Hey taxi driver howd'ya cope
with the drunks and punks and creeps and dopes?

Here we go again...

This nightingale is sounding bruised
she's singing Deconstruction Blues
about some Casanova's twin
thinks he's entitled to her skin

Here we go again...

The heckler shouted up at Neil
"These songs all sound the same, bum deal!"
Neil shouted down "Oh, you ain't wrong
it's all the same song!"
Sometimes I guess I feel that way
about this endless groundhog day
but the moon is jumping in the sky
I'm feeling good, I don't know why

Here we go again...