Texty: Smoking Popes. Waiting Around.

Everyone's running
Everyone's running out of smoke
Nobody wants to leave the house

I'm not waiting around
Till the sun comes out of the clouds
I will jump into the sky and shine down

Everyone feels
Everyone feels like Sammy Davis
Not even old Blue Eyes can save us

I'm not waiting around
Till the sun comes out of the clouds
I will jump into the sky and shine down

Everybody tells me
Everyone tells me not to worry
Everything will work itself out in the end

I'm not waiting around
Till the sun comes out of the clouds
I will jump into the sky and shine down