I'm Waiting

This is my song

I suppose that I made it up

I say suppose even though I know it was I who made it up

All I am saying is that this song ain't just about me

Ain't gonna sing it in my room solitarily

Wake up every morning feeling like I haven't slept a bit

Walk around every day just praying that I'll keep my wits about me

Ain't saying that I'm crazy

I just got my own little style

Though you'd rather call me lazy

I'm just waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting

Waiting for it all to drop

Ya I'm waiting

Ya waiting, waiting, waiting

For the day I will never be sweated by the copper man

I ain't complaining my life hasn't been all too hard

I've lived in slums and palaces

And I never had to storm the gaurd

Just never really thought that I could make it this far

As a six foot four troubadour who can barely play guitar

So I'm just waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting

Hoping that it all ain't just a front

Ya I'm waiting

Ya waiting, waiting, waiting

For the day I can sit on my front porch and smoke my blunt

You could call me a pawn in this music business game

I wouldn't disagree there'd be nobody else to blame

For if a pawn can make to the other side of the board stealthily

It can turn itself into whatever the fuck it wants to be

So I'm just waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting

Waiting for my stoli to arrive

Ya waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting

To see just how long this big boy will survive

A rock to the rock

Sock to the sock

Right now

Move and groove

It's your move

Loopty loopty loo