When the cool breeze goes I'll be looking for my name in the bright lights
When the monster crows I'll be waiting for my bones to feed an appetite
When the bottom drops out that's when I begin to lose it
I'm boarding up the doors, spilt the water on the floor so I can use it
And all the big boys know how we fighting types like to make a song hit
Make it hit hard and the blow will move your knees to the beat until you're into it
When the bottom drops out that's when I begin to lose it
Under calliope and beneath the patio is where I'm looking now
I've been waiting for you
I've been waiting for you, boy