Waiting - Black Lips

Sitting in the classroom waiting for the teacher’s hand

To lead us in the Pledge (of) Allegiance

Make us understand

Would we rather kick the legs out of the chair and watch her fall

Cause there’s no more time for her to make the call

So we’re gonna break down all the desks

Tear down the maps, and storm down the halls

Cause it doesn’t mean a thing to us at all

I don’t want to wait, waiting for it, waiting for the change

I don’t want to wait, waiting for it, waiting all the same

I’m riding down the interstate, moving faster, if I can

I’m trying not to instigate any problems with the Man

But they’ll probably find a way to say to me, «You cannot move»

So, what’s this guy gonna try to prove

Better not make a sudden movement

Just be cool and don’t act dumb

While he’s looking down the sides of his gun

You’re gonna find them in your neighborhood

You’re gonna find them in your shed

They’re gonna find you shooken up with fear

Hiding underneath your bed

But you’d rather they be gone for long forever lights and sound

If they never had existed, that’d be fine

But you gotta live with the regret

Forget, for now, at least, is fine

Cause they’ll find a place for you on down the line