Song | Waiting For A Break |
Artist | Day One |
Album | Ordinary Man |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Said he was an actor | |
Bit of a photographer | |
But made his living out of laughter | |
Which made him a comedian | |
Waiting for his million | |
That was soon coming | |
But for now he was bumming | |
He looked in the mirror | |
Looking back at an era | |
And finished up his brushstroke | |
And laughing at a private joke | |
He saw the self-hate | |
In his self-portrait | |
That would one day hang in the tate | |
Next to a rembrandt | |
But still couldn pay the rent-man | |
He said he was a musician | |
Who had this ambition | |
For everyone to listen | |
To his natural rhythm | |
But for now he was chilling | |
Just saying this : | |
It a matter of time | |
Before i get mine | |
You could call it fate | |
I just waiting for my break | |
I just waiting for my break | |
He said he was a model | |
But the only trouble | |
Was he didn like the idea | |
Of getting photographed in swimwear | |
But he might try it next year | |
He starting up a business | |
Before next christmas | |
'cause he worked better on his own | |
With a mobile phone | |
But still waiting for the bank loan | |
He said he was a worker | |
That suffered from inertia | |
A real soul searcher | |
That had no religion | |
But still went to confession | |
He says he is a free spirit | |
Though he doesn appear it | |
Living in a bedsit | |
With no fire exit | |
Waiting for a giro cheque | |
That soon coming | |
But for now he bumming | |
Just saying this : | |
It a matter of time | |
Before i get mine | |
You could call it fate | |
I just waiting for my break | |
I just waiting for my break | |
Let me tell you this story | |
Over the drink you brought me | |
You see | |
I an actor | |
Bit of a photographer | |
But make my living out of laughter | |
Which makes me a comedian | |
Waiting for my million | |
That soon coming |
Said he was an actor | |
Bit of a photographer | |
But made his living out of laughter | |
Which made him a comedian | |
Waiting for his million | |
That was soon coming | |
But for now he was bumming | |
He looked in the mirror | |
Looking back at an era | |
And finished up his brushstroke | |
And laughing at a private joke | |
He saw the selfhate | |
In his selfportrait | |
That would one day hang in the tate | |
Next to a rembrandt | |
But still couldn pay the rentman | |
He said he was a musician | |
Who had this ambition | |
For everyone to listen | |
To his natural rhythm | |
But for now he was chilling | |
Just saying this : | |
It a matter of time | |
Before i get mine | |
You could call it fate | |
I just waiting for my break | |
I just waiting for my break | |
He said he was a model | |
But the only trouble | |
Was he didn like the idea | |
Of getting photographed in swimwear | |
But he might try it next year | |
He starting up a business | |
Before next christmas | |
' cause he worked better on his own | |
With a mobile phone | |
But still waiting for the bank loan | |
He said he was a worker | |
That suffered from inertia | |
A real soul searcher | |
That had no religion | |
But still went to confession | |
He says he is a free spirit | |
Though he doesn appear it | |
Living in a bedsit | |
With no fire exit | |
Waiting for a giro cheque | |
That soon coming | |
But for now he bumming | |
Just saying this : | |
It a matter of time | |
Before i get mine | |
You could call it fate | |
I just waiting for my break | |
I just waiting for my break | |
Let me tell you this story | |
Over the drink you brought me | |
You see | |
I an actor | |
Bit of a photographer | |
But make my living out of laughter | |
Which makes me a comedian | |
Waiting for my million | |
That soon coming |
Said he was an actor | |
Bit of a photographer | |
But made his living out of laughter | |
Which made him a comedian | |
Waiting for his million | |
That was soon coming | |
But for now he was bumming | |
He looked in the mirror | |
Looking back at an era | |
And finished up his brushstroke | |
And laughing at a private joke | |
He saw the selfhate | |
In his selfportrait | |
That would one day hang in the tate | |
Next to a rembrandt | |
But still couldn pay the rentman | |
He said he was a musician | |
Who had this ambition | |
For everyone to listen | |
To his natural rhythm | |
But for now he was chilling | |
Just saying this : | |
It a matter of time | |
Before i get mine | |
You could call it fate | |
I just waiting for my break | |
I just waiting for my break | |
He said he was a model | |
But the only trouble | |
Was he didn like the idea | |
Of getting photographed in swimwear | |
But he might try it next year | |
He starting up a business | |
Before next christmas | |
' cause he worked better on his own | |
With a mobile phone | |
But still waiting for the bank loan | |
He said he was a worker | |
That suffered from inertia | |
A real soul searcher | |
That had no religion | |
But still went to confession | |
He says he is a free spirit | |
Though he doesn appear it | |
Living in a bedsit | |
With no fire exit | |
Waiting for a giro cheque | |
That soon coming | |
But for now he bumming | |
Just saying this : | |
It a matter of time | |
Before i get mine | |
You could call it fate | |
I just waiting for my break | |
I just waiting for my break | |
Let me tell you this story | |
Over the drink you brought me | |
You see | |
I an actor | |
Bit of a photographer | |
But make my living out of laughter | |
Which makes me a comedian | |
Waiting for my million | |
That soon coming |