Any Idiot

Marion's monkey is decorating the walls of Xanadu:
the party's over; things can only get better for so long.
Someone's warning about the fire next time.
What about now?
Money's burning.
Now we don't have it to light cigarettes with.

Silly boy blue came blew his horn, catastrophically.
Can he take care of his newborn, emotionally,
physically, financially? 'What's financially?'
They said he replied.
Heed the warning,
temperature's rising:
baby's on fire.
Any idiot would know that.