Where do I stand?
What do I say?
What is there left at the end of the day to explain 
Again and again

I'll think of something and then make up my mind
The curtain is closing
I don't really want to be falling behind this time

Running away with the thought
That life's going to change
It's a banquet of lies
I can count down the hours, the minutes
But no matter how hard that I try
I know we all act surprised there's no running away
On election day

Well, I think I know 
But then I guess that I don't
How can I make up my mind and still vote and remain 
In your game

Maybe it's nothing but it could change my life
When some airheads are running away
With all of the good things I like
Hey! Where do I sign?

Running away with the thought
That life's gonna change
It's a banquet of lies
As they roll out the news painted red then painted in blue
I know we all act surprised there's no running away
On election day

Running away with the thought
That life's gonna change
It's a banquet of lies
I can count down the hours, the minutes
But no matter how hard that I try
I know we all act surprised there's no running away
On election day