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More Oar: A Tribute to Alexander "Skip" Spence (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Songs of Tragedy/When Tragedy Struck (Hank Snow) · Tragedy Will Find Us (Counterparts) · Tragedy [CD5/Cassette Single] (Steps) · Invitation to Tragedy (Bigwig) · Metallic Tragedy [Bonus Track] (Magic Kingdom) · American Tragedy (Hollywood Undead) · American Tragedy (Hollywood Undead) · Tragedy [EP] (Marc Almond) · American Tragedy (Hollywood Undead) – and 90 other albums »


in your rocking chair
Transistor pressed against an ear
Were you waiting at the bus stop all your life?
Or just to die by the hand of love?
Love
seen.
Screams of the burning child
Within their mind.
The cries still ring,
Suffering, waiting for death.
Hear their cries
Hymns of tragedy.
family?
A dried up twig on your family tree?
Are you waiting for the reaper to arrive?
Or just to die by the hand of love?
Love for youth, love for
standing in line
And I'm waiting, waiting to die
Watching every day of my life go by
Just waiting, waiting to die

Murder!
Waiting to die.

Murder,
And all that time, i felt just fine.  I held do many people in my suitcase heart that i had to let the whole thing go.  It was taken by the wind and snow,
feel you
Whoa Whoa Whoa
 
'Fortress the daylight
Come and I stand by
Waiting to catch the quickest plane
Fly me to nowhere
Is better than
are waiting by the shore
Each with a dragon ship
And one hundred men prepared for war

He returns to his bed kissing
His sleeping wife goodbye
Slipping sensibilities
Tragedy in your own dream, oh

Oh, you sit all alone in your rocking chair
Transistor pressed against an ear
Were you waiting
Slipping sensibilities
Tragedy in your own dream, oh

Oh, you sit all alone in your rocking chair
Transistor pressed against an ear
Were you waiting
Slipping sensibilities
Tragedy in your own dream, oh

Oh, you sit all alone in your rocking chair
Transistor pressed against an ear
Were you waiting
Yeah Man
Jah will be waiting there, We a shout!
Jah will be waiting there

In this world of calamity
Dirty looks and grudges and jealousy
And police
Yeah Man...
Jah will be waiting there, We a shout!
Jah will be waiting there

[Verse 1]
In this world of calamity
Dirty looks and grudges
learn to steer by the stars
All of us do time in the gutter
Dreamers turn to look at the cars
Turn around and turn around and turn around
Turn around
feel you
Woah woah woah

Before just the daylight
Came and I stand by
Waiting to catch the quickest plane
To fly me to nowhere
It's better than
and the tragedies in the nurseries
Little kids packin' guns to school
The ulcerated ozone
These tumors of the skin
This hostile sun beating down on
Massive mess we're
Yeah Man
Jah will be waiting there, We a shout!
Jah will be waiting there

In this world of calamity
Dirty looks and grudges and jealousy
these jackoffs at the office
The rapist in the pool
Oh and the tragedies in the nurseries-
Little kids packin' guns to school
The ulcerated ozone
the useless by-products of soulless meat
We are all gone we all sing the same tragedy

Open wide and eat the worms of the enemy
We are the enemies
never came
They all ended up in flames

Moved by the power of a charming leader
With the love of god and the hatred of humanity
Led to a place where
this wasted time
Waiting in line?

[Chorus]
Wrapped up in
What might have been
I just pretend
That luck was seized from me
All alone (but
Call me a victim
Call me your favorite tragedy
Call me superficial and I promise not to leave

You give nothing yet in return you get it all
I
of grief,
When Patrick left the earth.
Such a tragedy to happen,
To a child 4 months since birth.

When Husband Jack did lay,
Fore years in a hospital
these jackoffs at the office
The rapist in the pool
Oh, and the tragedies in the nurseries
Little kids packin' guns to school
The ulcerated ozone
The language of machines

Mesmerised by a decade of faith
Flowers and remorse
A fading vision lost in time
Tragedy on course

Synthetic conspiracy
at the crossroads
I saw her wrath
Burning in a burned out home
Saw her tears
In rivers running cold
Her tragedy, waiting to explode
In the HARDLAND
Ripped and torn