I won't shoot the messenger I won't stiff the snake charmer I won't pull a rabbit from the top hat, baby I won't trick the arbiter I won't drink the sea water I won't render facts into opinions, honey I won't count my assets and I don't feel the acid yet Don't call the captain till I'm sunk completely I might be out of time I might be out of my mind Cause I'm feeling a little bit on the edge of it I can't blame my audience For preferring silence Over convoluted nonsense, honey I might be out of time Might be out of my mind I'm feeling a little like losing my appetite I might swear on anything I might eat these magic beans And if I'm falling, let me fly