Theres an alligator in the stew
And everybody whos going to heaven
Would they kindly stand in this queue
Because theres far too many
And theres much too much
When the news sinks in holding on to our skin
I only want to give you a touch
At the break of day I was breaking
At the fall of night well I fell
Like a fool I wept as the starbeams crept
Illuminating this hell
And theres far too many
And theres much too much
When the news sinks in holding on to our skin
And I only want to give you a touch
Dont ask me if Im ready
Im standing with my ticket in hand
When the boss comes back and he looks at this crack
He sure aint gonna understand
And theres far too many
And theres much too much
When the news sinks in holding on to our skin
I only want to give you a touch