Countdown

(álbum: Sigh No More - 1991)

The businessmen got a job to do
The Eastenworld is waiting too

They're sitting on a bloodstone calling you a beggar
Waiting for another deal in open cars
The presence of the men gives a bad vibration
They're counting dollar bills, and they're working on
The final countdown
Countdown

I'm sitting all around and I'm waiting for the lyrics
They gotta be cool, gotta satisfy the critics
"Sigh of warning all across the edges"
Maybe too pathetic, and my pencil scratches

Meanwhile X is coming from Miami
Another perfect deal was made in open cars
I don't care 'cause I'm much too busy
I have to write my lyrics
And I'm waiting for the final countdown
Countdown

It's jut a matter of time
We're only waiting for the end of the world
And we got nothing to lose
We're only servants of the monsters we curse
It's just a matter of time
We can be sure we'll be doing our worst
And we're waiting for the countdown

We're sitting all around and we drink our lage
Thanks to God we got no embargo
What is left to do when you're looking for pleasure
Somehow we gotta lose the pressure

We're sitting on a blood stone, worker, boss and beggar
I don't give a damn
I want my open car
God has turned to money, Jesus is a Liqueur
I'd rather get my record done and party for the final
Countdown, countdown

It's jut a matter of time
We're only waiting for the end of the world
And we got nothing to lose
We're only servants of the monsters we curse
It's just a matter of time
We can be sure we'll be doing our worst
And we're waiting for the countdown