Waiter, bring us another, and don't forget the good 
mother.
She's been out on the line for a long time, and the 
candles tell her eyes, "it's been too long."
All those gifted summers. Kind to us you were. Sure 
enough you were left out...
On the line, on the line. On the line, on the line.

We're all here, waitin' for you to come through.
We're all here, waitin' for you to come through.
On the line, on the line. On the line. on the line....