Lyrics The Walkabouts

The Walkabouts

Who-Knows-What

I waited all day

And it seemed like one day too many

To find out who knows what

And why all the gallons are hanging

Deadmen are sneaking

Over thr hills

Something forgotten

Is going on there still

I waited all day

and still it seemed like one day too many

Down in the basement

With gunfire closer than distant

And upstairs the band

Played a cynical waltz

The whole world a blamin'

When it's everyone's fault

Who knows what

Who knows what

Tell me what kind of

Is at the end of the world who knows what

What kind of is at the end of the world who knows what

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