Text: Fall. JUST WAITING.

Pensioner's waiting for leap year to come
And the young singer's waiting to sing
And there's a gardener outside a big estate
Waiting for the grass to turn green

The drunk is waiting for an easy mark
The hitchhiker is waiting for a ride
And the prisoner's waiting for a prison break
And the surfer is waiting for the tide

Ah, just waiting

You know everything comes to a standstill
Nothing seems to make a turn
'Cause the worm's still waiting for the early bird
And the early bird's waiting for the worm

And nobody wants to do nothing
Just waiting for a finger in the pie
And waiting for a call from a TV show
Or waiting for her uncle to die 1 2 3

Everybody's waiting for something
And nothing ever turns out right
'Cause the night shift is waiting for the morning
And the burglar is waiting for the nights

Congregation is waiting for the vicar
And the vicar is waiting for the groom
The groom is waiting for his new bride
But the bride is waiting for June

And everybody is just waiting
And nobody wants to settle down
They got their heads in
A holo-video

The cretin' is waiting for U2 to come on
MTV again
But the producer is waiting for the blond bird
And the blond girl's waiting for him

Nobody wants to do nothing
Just waiting for their chips and their pie
Waiting' for a call from a big quiz show
Or waiting for some rich relation to die

You know everything comes to a standstill
Nothing ever makes a turn
And the worm is waiting for the grass to turn green
While the early bird is waiting for the worm

I don't think I can really stand it no more
I don't think I can go through it again

I'm just waiting
I'm just waiting
I'm just waiting
I'm just waiting

Yeah, bees are waiting for honey
And I'm putting it on the back burner for now
'Cause everybody's racing and fawning and skivin'
And honey, I'm waiting for you

Just waiting
Ah, just waiting
Ah, just waiting
Ah, just waiting