he’s sitting in the lobby of an african hotela gun in his pocket, he’s waiting for himselfand this girl at the bar says: hey, what do you thinkc’mon, pay me a drink, be my karaoke kingcause you’re bigger than elvis and smarter than boband you’re singing songs you’ve never heard beforeand this is judgement day so tell me what you have to saybut why don’t you sing it when you’re singing anywaytell me, why don’t you sing it when you’re singing anywayevermore i drove down the glowing bonesof a shattered highway without an endand i watched your hair ‘gainst the fields of wheatlike a flickering flame in the screaming windsif our love was bigger than the 7 seaswonder how big our lifes in the end might beto fit in everything, all the goods, all the sinbut we shouldn’t complain as long’s we’re not givin’ inwe’re all waiting for the new light…i am sitting in the lobby of an african hoteli’m waiting for someone who will never comeand the girl at the bar says: angel, pay me a drinkc’mon, c’mon, be my karaoke kingcause you’re bigger than bernhard and you’re smarter than goldand i bet in your pocket is a 45 coltand this is judgement day, so why don’t you stayand we’re killing some time before it kills us anywaydon’t wanna be too negative, so please don’t get me wrongit’s just that life’s too short and that your dead for too longand ain’t it strange we care the most about the least important thingsi’ve been waiting here for so long since a million fucking drinkscause you’re bigger than bernie and you’re smarter than goldand i bet in your pocket is a 45 coltand this is judgement day, so why don’t you stayand we’re killing some time before it kills us anywaywaiting for the new light…