Standard (EADGBE)
The minister has fleeced the congregation
The Junkie faithful want their money back
There were rumors in the rectory that all they had was lost
I don't waiting till you find your man
Across town the rented storefront needing and broken
Shaking coffee hands were outside smoking
On the sidewalks killing time
Between sleep and getting high
I don't mind waiting till you find your drugs
The sentance was his crime against his nation
The junkie faithful asks what have you done
I was called to be lucky not to be dumb
Don't want to be busy till my calling comes
I don't mind waiting till you find youre man
I don't mind waiting till you find your drugs
I don't mind waiting till you find your God.