Da-la-la-la
Da-la-la
Da-la-la-la
Da-la-la-la
Da-la
And winter's comingÂÂÂ
God it's been a whole lotta yearsÂÂÂ
Time is moving faster it seemsÂÂÂ
I can feel itÂÂÂ
Life is changedÂÂÂ
But, I'm still hereÂÂÂ
Had many loversÂÂÂ
And been in love at least two times, yeah
Couldn't seem to get it rightÂÂÂ
On I keep movingÂÂÂ
But, I'm still in the same old spot
Happiness comes, passes by
I got everything I needÂÂÂ
But alone I sit empty insideÂÂÂ
Cause I'mÂÂÂ
Still here, still waiting on youÂÂÂ
Right here, another man won't doÂÂÂ
Still here, still waiting on youÂÂÂ
I know it's useless
I hear you're OK, yeah
Cruel to know that you can move about freelyÂÂÂ
When I'm still caught up in Love's cage
I don't want this love, set me free
Life moved ahead and it's fine, but forgot meÂÂÂ
Let me go, I got thangs I wanna do
I'm not whole, but God I need to be
But I'mÂÂÂ
Still here, still waiting on youÂÂÂ
Right here, another man won't doÂÂÂ
Still here, still waiting on youÂÂÂ
Here bound by this web of nothingÂÂÂ
Ooh, I wanna goÂÂÂ
Spend days in many crowded roomsÂÂÂ
But still I'm filled with nothingÂÂÂ
Cause I'mÂÂÂ
Still here, still waiting on youÂÂÂ
Right here, another man won't doÂÂÂ
Still here, still waiting on youÂÂÂ
Still here, still waitingÂÂÂ
Right here, still waiting
Still here, still waiting on you, on you
Circle around the park, joining hands in silence
Watch the evil black the sky
The storm has ripped the shelter of illusion from our brow
This power is no mistery to us now.
Leave your genocide, the cancer you won't
remove.
We cast our funeral rose inside and bury the need to prove.
Our mutilation is to gain from the system.
Turn your head away from the screen, oh people,
It will tell you nothing more.
Don't suck the milk of flaccid Bill K. Puclic's empty promise
To the people that the public can ignore.
This way of life is so devised tu snuff out
the mind that moves,
Moving with grace the men despise,
and women have learned to lose.
Throw off your shame of being slave to the system.
I see you take another drag,
one more lost soul to raise your flag.
The sky is a landfill!
I see you take another drag,
Let's see you take another drag.
You like to dance to the rolling head of the adultress,
You sing in praise of suicide. We know you're useless,
Like cops at the scene of the crime,
With your steroids and your feedbag and your stable
and your trainer,
I got a mail bomb for you, Mr Strong Arm.
Throw out the stones from all the cemetery homes,
For the violence of a nation gone by,
Or the politics of weakness and the garbage dump of souls
That will now black the sky.
Their yellow haze and crwods of eyes
will plug up the mind that moves,
Moving with grace the men despise,
and women have learned to lose.
We'll share our bodies in disdain for the system.
I see you take another drag,
Our nation bends to kiss the hag.
The sky is a landfill.
I see you take another drag, I see you take another drag.
I have no fear of this machine!