Lon Bella

Jesus on the mainline

He's trying to call collect

Dad gave him my number

Suppose I should call back

And since I got no plans

On a long term stay

My bus leaves early morning

Why sit around and wait

To die

Serpents in the water

Fogging up my glass

Swimming here since Thursday

Burning through my stacks

And you find out who I am

Then you want to turn me in

To someone you'd respect

A smile you can correct

And since I got no plans

On a long term stay

My bus leaves early morning

Why sit around and wait

To die

And when there are no cups to fill

Where the sidewalk disappears

You and I will make amends

With our daggers in our hands

They will say I knew him when

Before he once had friends

With a life you would curate

Decided now his fate

We sit around and wait