The first words that came could've been more inspired   You must be hungry or tired or frozen   So put up your feet, throw some coal on the fire   And weave us a tale of delight      So we sit in our gun and we wait for our turn   We'll be waiting all of the night   So we sit in our gun and we wait for our turn   We'll be waiting all of our lives      We're all to blame, we hide away   Let's take the sand from this bottomless pit   It's hell to pay, so run away   Destroy on command all who came and then quit      It's been carefully planned by the ones you won't see   Send out the monkeys, they come out of the bushes   To piss in the punch and then smash up the decks   It's your party, we're all obliged      So we sit in our gun and we wait for our turn   Think you hurt him, there's blood on the floor   So we sit in our gun, can I ask what you're on   If you made it there's hope for us all      We're all to blame, we hide away   Let's take the sand from this bottomless pit   It's hell to pay, so run away   Destroy on command all who came and then quit   You're all the same, so hide away   Let's steal the sand from this bottomless pit