Guido's Song

I would like to be here, I would like
To be there
I would like to everywhere at once
I know that's a contradiction in terms
And it's a problem, especially when
My body's clearing forty as my mind is
Nearing ten.

I can hardly stay up, and I can't get to
Sleep
And I don't want to wake tomorrow
Morning
At the bottom of some heap
But why take it so seriously?
After all, there's nothing at
Stake here-only me.

I want to be young, and I want to be
Old
I would like to be wise before my time
And yet be foolish and brash and bold
I would like the universe to get down
On it's knees
And say, "Guido, whatever you please
It's okay. Even if it's impossible, we'll
Arrange it"
That's all that I want.

I am lusting for more. Should I settle
For less?
I ask you, what's a good thing for, if
Not for taking it to excess?
One limitation I dearly regret
There's only one of me I've ever met.

I would like to have another me to
Travel along with myself
I would even like to be able to sing a
Duet with myself.

I would like to be here (Sing along
With myself in a song)
To be there (Walking down a lane now
Everywhere)
Everywhere (Everywhere. That's a
Contradiction in terms. I want to)
Here (With a counter-)
Here (Melody in the)
Here (Top of the morning to you, Guido)
Guido (Guido)
Guido (Guido)
Guido (Me)
Me (Me).

I want to be Proust or the Marquis De
Sade
I would like to be Christ, Mohammed
Buddha
But not have to believe in God
And you know I mean it with all of my
Heart
It's the end if something important
Doesn't start.

I want to be young, but I have to be
Old
What I want is a tale of sound and
Fury
That some idiot went and told
I would like the universe to get down
On it's knees
And say, "Guido, whatever you please
It's okay
Even if it's ridiculous, we'll arrange
it."
So arrange it!

Arrange it!
That's all that I want!
From Nine.