Waiting for the Change

He wears his uniform,
He's a happy boy,
Smiles at the neighbours,
He's their pride and joy.
Tells lies, but don't we all?
Oh no, not again.

But he feels like a cog in a wheel,
Dancing like sheep to the kill,
And I wish I could be like my dad,
'Cause he wouldn't let 'em treat him like a fool.

Waiting for the change
He's a happy lad, whoah.
Waiting for the change,
His mother's pride and joy.

At the office,
He needs the routine.
Laughs aat the jokes,
Likes to feel in.
Feels tall, but don't we all?
I guess we all feel the strain.

But he feels like a cog in a wheel,
Dancing like sheep to the kill,
And I wish I could be like my dad,
'Cause he wouldn't let 'em treat him like a fool.

Waiting for the..
Waiting for the change
Ha.
Waiting for the change.
Ha.
Waiting for the change.

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The Opposition