Say Nothing

Waiting for the life
Nothing but the chances
Say nothing, say nothing, say nothing
And I’m the slum lord
And when you sit on the side of the motorway (Say nothing, say nothing,
say nothing)
Rain pouring down your arches
And the cars rushing past you (Say nothing, say nothing, say nothing)
And you’re semi-dozing, not caring
Waiting for the life
Nothing but the chances
Say nothing, say nothing, say nothing
And I lie down
And let the cars run over my lifeless body (Say nothing, say nothing,
say nothing)
Each wheel represents pain
Necessary for all of us (Say nothing, say nothing, say nothing)
Waiting for the life
Nothing but the chances
Say nothing, say nothing, say nothing
Waiting for the life
Nothing but the chances
Say nothing, say nothing, say nothing
Baxter loves you
Baxter loves you
Baxter loves you
Baxter loves you
Baxter loves you
Baxter loves you
Baxter loves you
Baxter loves you
Baxter loves you
Baxter loves you
Baxter loves you
Baxter loves you