Oh waiter bring me my check soon

I have a hectic schedule 

I'm saddened by the news that we won 

I wonder what I'd say to the bomb 



Where are you now 

Where are you going 

Do you mind 

And do you care 

That you will die 

Do you despair 

And do you allow 

For what you are choking 

Do you know 

Just what you do 

The fickle snow 

It's cuz of you 



[chorus]

Waiter 

I need my change I need it now sooner not 

Later

It may seem strange but have you seen the paper

Maybe it's victory 

Maybe it's history 

Maybe it's you 



The scuds drop down like butterflies 

They're loved and round and very wise 

They're just like you and me 

As they tend 

Their incandescent need for a friend 



Where are they now 

Where are they headed 

Do they see 

The little ones 

And do they flee 

Or do they run 

And do they feel proud 

As they are embedded 

Do they ask 

Or do they tell 

To mask the fact 

They're going to hell



[chorus]

Waiter 

I need my change I need it now sooner not 

Later

It may seem strange but have you seen the paper

Maybe it's erotic

Maybe it's despotic

Maybe it's you 



Waiter 

I need my change I need it now sooner not

Later

It may seem strange but have you seen the paper

Maybe it's victory

Maybe it's history

Maybe it's you

Nothin could be finer than to be in Carolina in the mornin