Here

I was dressed for success
But success, it never comes
And I'm the only one who laughs
At your jokes when they are so bad
And your jokes are always bad
But they're not as bad as this

Come join us in a prayer
We'll be waiting, waiting where
Everything's ending here

And all the sterile striking
It defends an empty dock you cast away
And rain upon your forehead
Where the mist's for hire if it's just too clear
Let's spend our last quarter stance randomly
Go down to the outlet once again

Painted portraits of minions and slaves
Crotch mavens and one-night plays
I say the only ones who laugh
At the jokes when they are so bad
And the jokes, they're always bad
But they're not as bad as this

Come join us in a prayer
We'll be waiting, waiting where
Everything's ending here

And all the Spanish candles
They sold away, have gone to this
And a run-on piece of mountain travels
Shivers, runs, down the freeway
I guess she spent her last quarter randomly
I guess, a guess is the best I'll do

Since last time
Since last time is the best time I spent