Из альбома: The Weekend Isn’t Over
Well I guess
This will be dismissed
As bitterness
And sour grapes
Champion grudge-bearer
Too much time with my own thoughts
It should be my name on their lips
But it’s not
And I will wait
For my turn to come round again
And I will wait
However long it takes
However long it takes
See you’re gonna
Be the next big thing
All the young girls
You could ever want
I heard your song on the radio
Like a fire-brand on my skin
So the war has begun
A pox on your houses
And I will wait
For my turn to come round again
And I will wait
However long it takes
However long it takes
I say round of applause
I say round of applause
(The new king of baloney says whatever he wants)
I say round of applause
I say round of applause
(Objection overruled)
Passive yet aggressive
Drunk on schadenfreude
Success has been cruel to me My time will come again
And I will wait
For my turn to come round again
And I will wait