cigarette dangling
from chapped lips,
hat pulled down
over hairy brows,
quick glances
at his wristwatch
waiting
waiting
long overcoat
stained underarms
a bead of sweat
dangles from his nose
cigarette thrown
to the pavement
I approach him
tentatively
a scowl creases
his mouth
as he darts
his head
back and forth
forth and back
as I approach
he flees
into the safety
of the crowd
and I stand there
waiting
waiting
cigarette dangling
sweat dripping
hat pulled down
over shaved brows
glancing at the
sun reflecting
off the cement
waiting
always waiting
Notes
- A catchy little number from the Bad Etiquette cassette. I wrote the lyric about a year or two prior and brought it along. Another one of John’s catchy riffs!
- What is that instrument John’s playing? My old organ?
- I‘m proud of the work we did on this cassette! It was a good week.
- I felt my writing had improved during this time period…the more you write, you’re bound to improve. Not saying anything about quality…haha.
Recorded: August 1992
Lyric Written:1990