| Song | We Who Wait |
| Artist | Jay Reatard |
| Album | Blood Visions |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Who wait in the café and magazine. | |
| Who wait for morning or fag machine. | |
| Who leave it all unfinalized and undecided... | |
| We who wait. | |
| Who wait in the bus queue and prison cell. | |
| Who wait for illness to take its toll. | |
| Who waits for God knows what sometimes it's not clear to... | |
| We who wait. | |
| I have been dancing in the penny arcade | |
| I hug the symbols of my apathy and hog the taste of anarchy, and animosity | |
| It's a means of escape! | |
| ...for those of us who wait. | |
| Who wait in drinking and lost career. | |
| Who wait for letter or high summer. | |
| Who want some kind of clue it's just not two plus two to... | |
| We who wait | |
| We who wait | |
| We who wait | |
| We who wait, | |
| wah waiting! |
| Who wait in the cafe and magazine. | |
| Who wait for morning or fag machine. | |
| Who leave it all unfinalized and undecided... | |
| We who wait. | |
| Who wait in the bus queue and prison cell. | |
| Who wait for illness to take its toll. | |
| Who waits for God knows what sometimes it' s not clear to... | |
| We who wait. | |
| I have been dancing in the penny arcade | |
| I hug the symbols of my apathy and hog the taste of anarchy, and animosity | |
| It' s a means of escape! | |
| ... for those of us who wait. | |
| Who wait in drinking and lost career. | |
| Who wait for letter or high summer. | |
| Who want some kind of clue it' s just not two plus two to... | |
| We who wait | |
| We who wait | |
| We who wait | |
| We who wait, | |
| wah waiting! |
| Who wait in the café and magazine. | |
| Who wait for morning or fag machine. | |
| Who leave it all unfinalized and undecided... | |
| We who wait. | |
| Who wait in the bus queue and prison cell. | |
| Who wait for illness to take its toll. | |
| Who waits for God knows what sometimes it' s not clear to... | |
| We who wait. | |
| I have been dancing in the penny arcade | |
| I hug the symbols of my apathy and hog the taste of anarchy, and animosity | |
| It' s a means of escape! | |
| ... for those of us who wait. | |
| Who wait in drinking and lost career. | |
| Who wait for letter or high summer. | |
| Who want some kind of clue it' s just not two plus two to... | |
| We who wait | |
| We who wait | |
| We who wait | |
| We who wait, | |
| wah waiting! |