Get out the crane
Construction time again
What is it this time
We’re laying on a pipeline
Let the beads of sweat flow
Until the ends have met, though
It could take a long time
Working on a pipeline
Taking from the greedy, giving to the needy
On this golden day
Work’s been sent our way
That could last a lifetime
Working on a pipeline
From the heart of the land
To the mouth of the man
Must reach him sometime
We’re laying on a pipeline
Taking from the greedy, giving to the needy
Here down the crane Construction Time Again
What is for this time
We’re laying on a pipeline
Let the beat so sweat flow to the end of manlove
Would take a long time
Working on a pipeline
Taking from the greedy and giving to the needed
All missed gold, can take
Words can sent our way
But could not survive time
Working on a pipeline
From the heart of the land
To the mountain of the men
Must reach you sometime
We’re laying on a pipeline
taking from the greedy and giving to the needed
Waiting in my corner, waiting on the bell
I was coming off the ropes, i was going to give them hell
Now i’m waiting
Waiting on the lyric, waiting on the song
I know the muse is coming, i’m holding on
I’m waiting
Waiting on the chances, waiting on the breaks
Waiting on an opportunity that i could take
I’m still waiting
Chorus
And all the time i wonder why
Just what or who the hell i am
Where i’m at, where i’m from
Where i’m going, where i belong
Tell me where i’m coming from
Because i’m waiting in the pipeline
Waiting on a message, waiting on a sign
I was waiting on my holy grail to shine
Waiting with the crossword, waiting on reviews
Waiting on something or someone to give me a clue
I’m still waiting
Chorus
And all the time i wonder why
Just what or who the hell i am
Where i’m at, where i’m from
Where i’m going, where i belong
Why do you keep me waiting on
Because i’m waiting in the pipeline
If the carpet that i’m sitting on could fly
If the ring that’s on my finger was a sorcerer’s charm
If the cloak that i’m wearing could hide me away
I could wait for forever and a day
If the lady that i’m waiting on isn’t mine
Then the castles that i’m building are on shifting sands
If the dream that i’m chasing isn’t true
Then the light at the end of the tunnel is just a wrecker’s fire
Waiting in the pipeline, waiting on the silence
Waiting on the sound, waiting in the backstage
Waiting on the crowd, waiting
Waiting on the critic, waiting on the gong
Waiting on the dj to play my song
Play my song, i’m waiting
And all the time i wonder why
Just what or who the hell i am
Where i’m at, where i’m from
Where i’m going, where i belong
Tell me where i’m coming from
Because i’m waiting in the pipeline
Waiting in the pipeline, waiting in the pipeline waiting waiting
(dick/paton/boult)