Yesterday & ’93

Daily deliveries
I'll wait 'til I get bored

Signing for the box I see
Like the one Ma brought me
Yesterday and '93
An ego packed inside its bubble wrapping
What could I do with that?

Sitting here shamelessly
You gift like Robin Hood

Could it be a night for me
Sleeping on your luxury
And I confess, Morrisey
A charming man is what I thought I would be
But I'm still imitating

Franklin
Hey do you remember
I waited on sundays
We hated december
You know that I wanted more
I know you're exhausted all the time
A whole lotta waiting
For all that was coming
Franklin,
you move like Sinatra
Provide for the party
I wait for the bell to ring 'cause then we're getting started
Unlocked
A whole lotta waiting
Coming down
For all that was coming
Be there
A whole lotta wondering

Daily deliveries
I'll wait 'til I get bored
Could it be the death of me
Job to keep you on your feet
Out-of-touch celebrity
Who gets the clue their run is surely over
We're moving forward
Neighborhood memories are fading
Take me back home
Way back when
Packing it in and imitating
Waiting on my own



Credits
Writer(s): Adam Holtzberg, Eric Nizgretsky, Manny Silverstein, Zachary Kantor
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link