Walkabouts Who-knows-what
I waited all day And it seemed like one day too many To find out who knows what And why all the gallons are hanging Deadmen are sneaking Over thr hills Something forgotten Is going on there still I waited all day and still it seemed like one day too many Down in the basement With gunfire closer than distant And upstairs the band Played a cynical waltz The whole world a blamin' When it's everyone's fault Who knows what Who knows what Tell me what kind of Is at the end of the world who knows what What kind of is at the end of the world who knows what [email protected]