A E I was dressed for successD But success, it never comesA And I'm the only one who laughsE At your jokes when they are so badD And you're jokes are always badA But they're not as bad as this [Chorus 1]A E Come join us in a prayerD We'll be waiting, waiting whereA Everything's ending hereD And all the sterile striking itE A Defends an empty dock you cast awayD And rain upon your foreheadE Where the mist's for hireA If you just let it clear [Verse 2]D I guess she spent her lastE A quarter stance randomlyD E A Go down to the outlet once againE Painted portrait of minions and slavesD Crotch mavens and one night playsA Are they the only ones who laugh?E At the jokes when they are so badD And the jokes are always badE But they're not as bad as this [Chorus 2]A E Come join us in a prayerD We'll be waiting, waiting whereA Everything's ending hereD E And all the spanish candles unsoldA Have gone away todayD And a "run-on piece of mount on"E A Trembles, shivers runs down the freewayD E A I guess she spent her last quarter stance randomlyD E I guess, I guessG E It's the best of me [Instrumental] (Repeat till fade)D E A
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