The wine's all drunk and so am i
here with the hoi-poloi, don't ask me why
we're celebratin' anticipatin'; end of the year
everybody come, everybody here
- well more or less
some already in a mess
i guess they're waiting for the big one.
Wonder why i'm cold. how did i get this far?
had no money, had no car
i pray the snow goes, be bad if it settles
'cos i follow my nose and the dried up rose petals
- like the man says,
sure hope moses knows his roses
or we'll all be waiting for the big one.
Once i was the credit to my credit card
spent what i hadn't got, [it] wasn't hard
no trust in judgement no trust in money
someday i'll find myself like a bee finding honey
but in the meantime
i'm gonna have me some fun
waiting for the big one.
One too many, where ego i go too
looking for the real thing
it don't come from what i do
no real communication moves out of my face
i'm beginning to think i'm just out of place
won't get in too deep, i want to get some sleep
to be ready for the big one
to be ready for the big one