Let's get this situation sorted out!   We're so polite   It makes me want to shout   We waive the everything we want   An' take the nothing we already have   An' I'm waiting on hold   For something to blow ...      All is in reach & as clear as day   Yet the smallest move    Remains a mile away   So we while away   Going nowhere bit by bit   An' it just seems   We can't get round to gettin' round to it   Sometimes it makes me ache ...      Someone once wrote   All the world's a stage   But the truth comes written somewhat different on my page   I know this script's fixed from the start   Cos ordinary men & women only get   Supporting parts   An' I'm waiting on hold   For something to explode      We spend our lives   Waitin' for   Someone other than ourselves   To make a move      We always do   We do   We always blow it   I know   You know   I know you know it but ...      I keep on coming back because   The power is yours