Waffle House

Three days of no sleep
And Busking and freezing
I can't continue to travel this way
It is past midnight
And I am not head right
To ask anybody for a place to stay
Been playing guitar cus I know I can
But there's no fallback plan
Once the winter began
Can't drive to AZ
Cus I'm still waiting
For the DMV to get
Around to me

I'm gonna make it to Waffle House
I'm gonna make it to Waffle House
I'm gonna make it to Waffle House
I'm gonna make it

Biking in a blizzard
Tryna use as little
Power as I can till I get there safe
I swear to fucking god
Whether there's one or not
First of all I will not perish this way
And I'll be damned with
Mutilated hands if I
Survive this go home
And nothing expands
Good thing I'm ignorant
Of the coincidence
Otherwise I might have
Quit and dropped dead

I'm gonna make it to Waffle House
I'm gonna make it to Waffle House
I'm gonna make it to Waffle House
I'm gonna make it

What can I do
Except look forward to
All the things on the calendar
I'd like to see

A show in Denver
Booked back in November
A 3 hour paid gig
It's on New Years Eve
I don't have time for this
Hypothermia death
I have some shit to do
These next few weeks
But I can see the sign
This 4 or 5 mile ride
Me and my battery
Are still alive

I'm gonna make it to Waffle House
I'm gonna make it to Waffle House
I'm gonna make it to Waffle House
I'm gonna make it

Hey how's it going
Oh my god I'm freezing
Can I just have coffee for now
I'll look at the menu
Thanks



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Writer(s): Chris Fantasia
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