peter gabriel
waiting for the big one
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 Cause 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 judgment 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