I Can't Wait, Pt. 1 & 2

What will be there

When tomorrow sets the test for this affair

And we'll find out that the visions that we've shared

Was just nightmares of a monster

When we were young those smashing days

The world seemed to be a song, sung by a popstar

And nothing could be wrong but the E-string

Of your machine gun

Go tell the star his hair is turning grey, turning grey

And all the people disappear

And the spotlight is fading away

I've been losing my head

And just like you the scene made me mad

And I've been losing brain-cells a million a day

And I have been on suicide street

Like you

I can't wait on you to find out

What'cha gonna do

If your're going to win

Or you're going to loose

I just feel speed inside my shoes

And I can't wait on you to find me

Stoned in a rented room

With my sunglasses laying dusty

On the strings of my guitar

Come on, get your gun

Come on, shoot it for a run

Come on, be what you are

Come on, baby be a star

Please make up your mind before I

Make it up on you

'Cause I'll be down the road an' gone

Without a thought on you

And you can kiss the wind goodbye then

Tell him you are mine

I'll be down the road and gone

Most likely feeling fine

I can't see a tired man

Sleeping in a subway train

Laying down the holy game of poker

You better check your cards out, "Jim"

And find an ace

'Cause you definitely

Can't use the joker

Come on, get your gun

Come on, shoot it for a run

Come on, be what you are

Come on, baby be a star

Please make up your mind before I

Make it up on you

'Cause I'll be down the road an' gone

Without a thought on you

And you can kiss the wind goodbye then

Tell him you are mine

I'll be down the road and gone

Most likely feeling fine

Come on, shoot

Come on, shoot

Come on, shoot

Come on, shoot