I spent half of my life in this god-awful place
and I dare say I've only grown older.
I've had all I can take of patience and kindness,
I can't wait in this line any longer.
But this is the way that I am.
So if you choose me, please abuse me,
never mind the mileage.
There's no harming me intrinsically
and every sign of wear and tear
is lost in autumn foliage.
Well, aren't you impressed?
Now I'm stating endless waiting
is my favorite pastime.
There's nothing new for me to do
and so I have to wonder,
will there ever be a last time?
'Cause I need a rest.
Standing in the longest line,
waiting for my turn.
I wonder if my turn will ever come.
Chronic starter, perfect martyr,
never need a reason.
I guess that I could hibernate
or move away to another place,
pray for a change of season.
When will my sun shine?
Standing in the longest line,
waiting for my turn.
I wonder if my turn will ever come.
Now, please don't show me springtime flowers,
it'd be more than I could take.
After living through the clouds and showers,
I can hardly wait.
Standing in the longest line,
waiting for my turn.
I wonder if my turn will ever come.
If you've spent half of your life in this god-awful place,
you will swear that you've only grown older.
If you treat everyone you know
with patience and kindness,
you will not know yourself for much longer.
Well, this is what I have become
standing in my line,
longest line,
longest line,
longest line,
longest line,
longest line,
longest line,
longest line.