Letras de Here

I was dressed for success
But success, it never comes
And I′m the only one who laughs
At your jokes when they are so bad
And your jokes are always bad
But they're not as bad as this

Come join us in a prayer
We′ll be waiting, waiting where
Everything's ending here

And all the sterile strike
And it defends an empty deck you cast away
And rain upon your forehead
Where the mist's for hire if you just let it clear
Let′s spend our last quarter, stand randomly
Go down to the outlet once again

Painted portraits of minions and slaves
Crotch mavens and one-night plays
Are they the only ones who laugh
At the jokes when they are so bad?
And the jokes are always bad
But they′re not as bad as this

Come join us in a prayer
We'll be waiting, waiting where
Everything′s ending here

And all the Spanish candles and souls
Have gone away too clear
And a run-on piece of meltdown trembles
Shivers runs down the free beer
I guess she spent her last quarter randomly
I guess, I guess it's the best of me