Hurry Up And Wait - Ben Miller Band

Oh, I never see you anymore babe

Oh, I never see you anymore babe

Oh, you’re gonna see me come the morning

Oh, that preacher preaching on the radio

Oh, that preacher preaching on the radio

Oh, he’s shouting hellfire and brimstone

Oh, late at night, that’s when you might find

Broke glass from a car crash

And it’s shining like a pile of diamonds

Engine oil, anti-freeze, transmission fluid mix

And spreads across the puddle throwing colors in its slick

You seem to see forever, that’s where you wanna go

Miles and miles of nothing down that Oklahoma road

Oh, it’s always hurry up and wait, son

Oh, it’s always hurry up and wait, son

Oh, you gotta wait until your time comes