Nellie McKay - Waiter lyrics
[Nellie McKay - Waiter lyrics]
Oh waiter bring me my check soon
I have a hectic schedule
I'm saddened by the news that we won
I wonder what I'd say to the bomb
Where are you now where are you going
Do you mind and do you care
That you will die do you despair
And do you allow for what you are choking
Do you know just what you do
The fickle snow it's cuz of you
Waiter
I need my change I need it now sooner not
Later it may seem strange but have
You seen the paper maybe it's victory
Maybe it's history maybe it's you
The scuds drop down like butterflies
They're loved and round and very wise
They're just like you and me as they tend
Their incandescent need for a friend
Where are they now where are they headed
Do they see the little ones
And do they flee or do they run
And do they feel proud as they are embedded
Do they ask or do they tell
To mask the fact they're going to hell
Waiter
I need my change I need it now sooner not
Later it may seem strange but have
You seen the paper maybe it's erotic
Maybe it's despotic maybe it's you
Waiter
I need my change I need it now sooner not
Later it may seem strange but have
You seen the paper maybe it's victory
Maybe it's history maybe it's you
Nothin could be finer than to be
In Carolina in the mornin
I have a hectic schedule
I'm saddened by the news that we won
I wonder what I'd say to the bomb
Where are you now where are you going
Do you mind and do you care
That you will die do you despair
And do you allow for what you are choking
Do you know just what you do
The fickle snow it's cuz of you
Waiter
I need my change I need it now sooner not
Later it may seem strange but have
You seen the paper maybe it's victory
Maybe it's history maybe it's you
The scuds drop down like butterflies
They're loved and round and very wise
They're just like you and me as they tend
Their incandescent need for a friend
Where are they now where are they headed
Do they see the little ones
And do they flee or do they run
And do they feel proud as they are embedded
Do they ask or do they tell
To mask the fact they're going to hell
Waiter
I need my change I need it now sooner not
Later it may seem strange but have
You seen the paper maybe it's erotic
Maybe it's despotic maybe it's you
Waiter
I need my change I need it now sooner not
Later it may seem strange but have
You seen the paper maybe it's victory
Maybe it's history maybe it's you
Nothin could be finer than to be
In Carolina in the mornin