I Can't Wait (Part 1)
What will be there
When tomorrow sets the test for this affair
And we'll find out that the visions that we've shared
Was just nightmares of a monster
When we were young those smashing days
The world seemed to be a song, sung by a popstar
And nothing could be wrong but the E-string
Of your machine gun
Go tell the star his hair is turning grey, turning grey
And all the people disappear
And the spotlight is fading away
I've been losing my head
And just like you the scene made me mad
And I've been losing brain-cells a million a day
And I have been on suicide street
Like you
I Can't Wait (Part 2)
I can't wait on you to find out
What'cha gonna do
If your're going to win
Or you're going to loose
I just feel speed inside my shoes
And I can't wait on you to find me
Stoned in a rented room
With my sunglasses laying dusty
On the strings of my guitar
Come on, get your gun
Come on, shoot it for a run
Come on, be what you are
Come on, baby be a star
Please make up your mind before I
Make it up on you
'Cause I'll be down the road an' gone
Without a thought on you
And you can kiss the wind goodbye then
Tell him you are mine
I'll be down the road and gone
Most likely feeling fine
Aha
I can't see a tired man
Sleeping in a subway train
Laying down the holy game of poker
You better check your cards out, "Jim"
And find an ace
'Cause you definitely
Can't use the joker
Come on, get your gun
Come on, shoot it for a run
Come on, be what you are
Come on, baby be a star
Please make up your mind before I
Make it up on you
'Cause I'll be down the road an' gone
Without a thought on you
And you can kiss the wind goodbye then
Tell him you are mine
I'll be down the road and gone
Most likely feeling fine
Come on, shoot
Come on, shoot
Come on, shoot
Come on, shoot
What will be there
When tomorrow sets the test for this affair
And we'll find out that the visions that we've shared
Was just nightmares of a monster
When we were young those smashing days
The world seemed to be a song, sung by a popstar
And nothing could be wrong but the E-string
Of your machine gun
Go tell the star his hair is turning grey, turning grey
And all the people disappear
And the spotlight is fading away
I've been losing my head
And just like you the scene made me mad
And I've been losing brain-cells a million a day
And I have been on suicide street
Like you
I Can't Wait (Part 2)
I can't wait on you to find out
What'cha gonna do
If your're going to win
Or you're going to loose
I just feel speed inside my shoes
And I can't wait on you to find me
Stoned in a rented room
With my sunglasses laying dusty
On the strings of my guitar
Come on, get your gun
Come on, shoot it for a run
Come on, be what you are
Come on, baby be a star
Please make up your mind before I
Make it up on you
'Cause I'll be down the road an' gone
Without a thought on you
And you can kiss the wind goodbye then
Tell him you are mine
I'll be down the road and gone
Most likely feeling fine
Aha
I can't see a tired man
Sleeping in a subway train
Laying down the holy game of poker
You better check your cards out, "Jim"
And find an ace
'Cause you definitely
Can't use the joker
Come on, get your gun
Come on, shoot it for a run
Come on, be what you are
Come on, baby be a star
Please make up your mind before I
Make it up on you
'Cause I'll be down the road an' gone
Without a thought on you
And you can kiss the wind goodbye then
Tell him you are mine
I'll be down the road and gone
Most likely feeling fine
Come on, shoot
Come on, shoot
Come on, shoot
Come on, shoot