So
Line us up and put us in a hole
As long as you get where you need to go
See the rich get rich, the poor get fucked and sold
We're still waiting, we're still waiting
Waiting, waiting, waiting

And hey man
You look like my saviour
Brother till I die
And hey man
You look like my saviour
Brother till I die

So
What do you make of something you don't know?
Every night, I'm holding on to hope
Guided by the voices in the no
But we're still waiting, we're still waiting

And hey man
You look like my saviour
Brother till I die
And hey man
You look like my saviour
Brother till I die