I'm Still Waiting

I've got this great idea
Let's just get out of here
They'll never even know we're gone
Like when you crush an ant
Into the cold pavement
The colony still soldiers on

And do you think
That they'd miss one or two

I know you're wonderin'
How I am gonna live
When I'm no longer getting paid
I'm gonna play guitar
'Til I become a star
'Til I become a household name

And if I choke
I guess the joke's on me

But I'm still gone
This song is my two weeks

Oh, let my body rise
And tear through the staring crowd

Take my quick observations
And my questions
And my poor explanations
And wrap them into rhymes
Weave them around my mouth

Suffer me up into brilliance
Until no one doesn't know my name

I've never been the type
To step into the light
Without a push from someone else
But I'm sick of waitin'
To bring you food and drink
So enjoy your meals and go to hell

And if you choke
I guess the joke's on you

I did it at last
All that I have to do

Is let my body rise
And tear through the staring crowd

Take my quick observations
And my questions
And my poor explanations
And wrap them into rhymes
Weave them around my mouth

Suffer me up into brilliance
Until no one doesn't know my name

It's all over your face
My generation is easily replaced
Send us back if you don't care for the taste
This waiter's uniform would
Look good on anyone

Oh, let my body rise
And tear through the staring crowd

Take my quick observations
And my questions
And my poor explanations
And wrap them into rhymes
Weave them around my mouth

Suffer me up into brilliance
Until no one
Until no one

Oh, let my body rise
And tear through the staring crowd

Take my quick observations
And my questions
And my poor explanations
And wrap them into rhymes
Weave them around my mouth

Suffer me up into brilliance
Until no one doesn't know my name



Credits
Writer(s): Ken Jacobs, David Hochberg
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