When it comes to affairs of the head,
I usually find that the better hung are the well read
See that sat beneath the tree of thought,
Well five'll get you ten that it's me
If ignorance is paradise, I don't agree

Every minute I try,
To change my mind
Every minute I try,
To change my mind

When it comes to affairs of the leg,
Don't try to purchase life's tapestry off the peg
You might be sitting all alone in your room,
flying in an armchair ride
I think you'll find when you're looking out,
you'll see inside

Something in this world has changed my mind I find,
I took a trip to heaven on the wings of mankind
Something in this world makes every sense, experience,
take me to Utopia, to hell with the expense

When it comes to affairs of the mouth,
come sup the sociable seminar in the deep south
Don't tell me that talk is cheap,
when it's clear as my nose that it's not
We make up all the characters, but not the plot