Jay Reatard - We Who Wait lyrics

[Jay Reatard - We Who Wait lyrics]

Who wait in the café and magazine
Who wait for morning or fag machine
Who leave it all unfinalised and undecided
We who wait

Who wait in the bus queue and prison cell
Who wait for illness to take it's toll
Who wait for God knows what
Sometimes it's not clear to we who wait

I have been dancing in the pity arcade
I'll hug the symbols of my apathy
And hog the taste of anarchy and animosity
It's any means of escape
For those of us who wait

Who wait in drinking and lost career
Who wait for letter or high summer
Who want some kind of clue
It's not just two plus two to we who wait

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