So Line us up and put us in a hole As long as you get where you need to go See the rich get rich, the poor get fucked and sold We're still waiting, we're still waiting Waiting, waiting, waiting And hey man You look like my saviour Brother till I die And hey man You look like my saviour Brother till I die So What do you make of something you don't know? Every night, I'm holding on to hope Guided by the voices in the know But we're still waiting, we're still waiting And hey man You look like my saviour Brother till I die And hey man You look like my saviour Brother till I die And hey man You look like my saviour Brother till I die