You can poison opposition
Find out which war to declare
You can polish up the prisons
And send all your critics there
You seem willing and able
And used to getting your way
But you're still waiting tables
In someone else's café oh
You can call yourself a living god
If it rallies up the troops
Reinstate the firing squad
Lace up your combat boots
Your vitals are stable
In your stupid beret
But you're still waiting tables
In someone else's cafe
In someone else's cafe
You can make 'em call you Beelzebub
You can make 'em call you chief, (chief)
Make some face paint out of baby blood
Wear a necklace made of teeth
You could be living a fable
In your one man parade
But you're still waiting tables
In someone else's cafe
From the rock of the cradle
'Til we're dead in our graves
We're all waiting tables
In someone else's cafe
In someone else's cafe
So let's enjoy each other's company
On the brink of our despair
Does someone have a song to sing
Or a joke that they could share?
Let's enjoy each other's company
On the brink of our despair (on the brink of our despair)
Does someone have a song to sing?
Or a joke that they could share? (A joke that they could share?)
So let's enjoy each other's company
On the brink of our despair (on the brink of our despair)
Does someone have a song to sing?
Or a joke that they could share? (A joke that they could share?)
Let's enjoy each other's company
On the brink of our despair (on the brink of our despair)
Does someone have a song to sing?
Or a joke that they could share? (A joke that they could share?)