Lamplighter's Parade
We're standing around
At the Good New Year's Eve party
With the bridegroom, oh
And we climb down the stairs
Where the actress is working
The bedroom, ah
And it's a way of saying
Chorus:
I'm coming down with a disease
Of too much waiting
For one to fix
It's the purpose of the world
You would never know it
Sometimes, sometimes...
Don't I make...
Don't I make like it's easy
To laugh in your face
Though I praise you for knowing
How it's one thing to bitch
You're so sick of this place
It's quite another to be good
Another way of saying
Chorus:
I'm coming down with a disease
Of too much waiting
For one to fix
It's the purpose of the world
But you would never know it
Sometimes, sometimes...
Do you think we've got it now?
Do you think we've got it now?
In the world's reach
And the ordinary world
Do you think we've got it now?
