Out in the cold like a bundle of coal little packets of darkness wanting to glow well there's nobody home and there's a wreck in the yard well maybe they're coming back if we wish really hard
If we wish real hard now
Won't somebody please come up with something ‘cuz jesus just don't seem to be impartially working And all of the rest are really down in the ratings so everyone is gonna keep on waiting
Waiting for peace at the end of the street back behind our apartment and in passenger seats just a moment of bliss amid all of the waste the despair and oblivion of our precarious race it's ours to face now
Won't somebody please come up with something cuz jesus just don't seem to be impartially working and all of the rest are really down in the ratings so everyone is gonna keep on waiting
Now I know nothing lasts forever so we might as well wish for a goddam fix of this toxic changing weather
Won't somebody come up with something cuz Jesus just don't seem to be impartially working and all of the others can barely stay in the running but everyone is still right here waiting