Greg MacPherson - Radar lyrics
[Greg MacPherson - Radar lyrics]
Spit shined shoes, john phillip sousa
And domestic oil pcbs
He's counting bank days telling her
"everything will work out right..."
Watching distant early warning lights fan out
Across the sky
He hitch hikes back from out west
Two time zones away
He's dreaming of a week with her hold up
And gets sent back the second day
Everything will work out right
She sit's on her steps in
A black evening dress
And painted eyes
The street lights on and her father groans
"she's been waiting out there since five!"
Watching the ukrainian men
And night shift on the street
Standing in the shadow of the old ways
Where the future used to be
Saying, "Everything will work out right..."