Strung along again by appeals to decency, Which on the killing field seems so distasteful It has been clearly said, You must adjust, There is no next time Alright, I'll wait I can wait all day You are passed by And you don't know why It is so clear to me I simply cannot remain, I have been waiting for too long and then some We have a surplus of contempt, But we have insufficient hate For an unforgiving place Alright, I'll wait I can wait all day You are passed by And you don't know why Decide to see more