An Audience With You

Lyrics
[Intro] One two three four [Verse 1] Your footman barred me from the door Said I couldn't see you no more Well, what's with this bureaucracy When I filled the forms you left for me? He's a loyal man who waits for you Where loyalty is such taboo Sixteen keyholes, one straight line I look through them from time to time The weather down your end looks fine But the forecast's grim down mine I'm no gambler better understand That I like to know the story plan [Chorus] People say I got no sense I'm waiting, I'm waiting I'm waiting for an audience with you Well, I'm waiting for an audience with you [Verse 2] And all the wrestlers you've employed And all the boys with whom you toyed You tell me please don't get annoyed You're behaving like some Helen of Troy I don't care for original sin It's a stupid world we're living in Your paid assassin makes me wait He eats with fingers off his plate He says you've got a pressing date With RIPs and heads of state I know that he won't let me in 'Cause villains always have bad skin [Chorus] People say I got no sense I'm waiting, I'm waiting I'm waiting for an audience with you Well, I'm waiting for an audience with you [Post-Chorus] Hey! [Verse 3] A plastic surgeon's your best friend He's got the means to any end He's so efficient, you're so vain So we won't see your face again Well, heaven knows how hard you tried But hell was such a bumpy ride The widow with the holy eyes Got a pistol strapped into her thighs Says you're as sweet as apple pie You only get so bitchy 'cause you're shy Well, but that's a load of papal bull 'Cause I put you on that pedestal [Chorus] People say I got no sense I'm waiting, I'm waiting I'm waiting for an audience with you Well, I'm waiting for an audience with you [Bridge] Give me the strength of Hercules His fallen arches, his water knees But please please, let me be like I oughta be Lost and lonely, hurt and happy With an original fantasy, yeah [Verse 4] Now everything seems like a myth The strength that I have performed with Two thousand stairs and there's no lift Gonna get to the top and there's no if Oh, but what's for me when I get there? Is it just wheelchairs and grey hair? Well, never was one letter sent I told the truth but told it bent Well, that's the custom, that's the law But don't ask me the reason for 'Cause I'm just a boy in love with you I'm rejected by the things you do [Chorus] People say I got no sense I'm waiting, I'm waiting I'm waiting for an audience with you Well, I'm waiting for an audience with you [Outro] Please, please let me in Please, please let me in (Yeah)
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Credits
- Writers
- John Wesley Harding