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Waiting For the Countdown Lyrics

I sit at home with my radio, waiting for the countdown to come.
I sit at home and I"m all alone, waiting for the countdown to come.

And it feels like the world is coming to an end,
And you might not be there tomorrow,
And they"ll send us off to the desert sands
For reasons that they"ve bought, begged, and borrowed.
In a bar with a wet glass in hand, waiting for the countdown to come.
Mister President says we"ll make a stand, waiting for the countdown to come.
And the southern border"s looking better all the time.
I never thought I"d want to live in TJ.
If they send me off to the foreign war,
Will I live to see another day?

Closer now to the final hour, waiting for the countdown to come.
Will I be a wall of steel or just a glass tower, waiting for the countdown to come?

And it feels like the world is coming to an end,
And we might not be here tomorrow,
And they"ll send us off to the desert sands
With a fear that we feel in the marrow,
And our weapons firing salvos of sorrow,
All for reasons that they"ve bought, begged, and borrowed.
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