Waco* - Bonus Track

Lyrics for Waco* - Bonus Track

Where the dry dust turns the sunset pink Where all summer long It's so hot that you can't think straight Where we pump water from a well by hand Half a world away from the old promised land We understand We've been given A new covenant A real sharp one And we spent Our days and nights Gaining new appreciation of its finer points Waiting for the dead to rise up from their graves Waiting for Jesus To come along and save us And biding our time Biding our time Biding our time As best we know how. Where the Texas Doughboys used to play Before the wind blew everything away Where we came to get away from our friends Where we tell each other jokes waiting for the world to end We know our jokes are funny And in all the wrong ways And we rent old George Romero movies Relish the short time left Waiting for the dead to rise up from their graves Waiting for Jesus To come along and save us Yes and biding our time Biding our time Biding our time As best we know how.