I wear my helmet every day
 I'm scared the sky might tumble down from heaven

 I blame my neighbors
 I wish that they'd all move away
 They're all on welfare, kill babies, pass bad laws, start all the wars

 I wait for a miracle
 I go to big building, I pray
 I dance with demons, they whisper my fate
 Scare me into thinking I'm saved

 We're all so tired
 We wear our raincoats every day
 To keep the wet and wind and world out
 Waiting for Sunday