Who-Knows-What
I waited all dayAnd it seemed like one day too manyTo find out who knows whatAnd why all the gallons are hangingDeadmen are sneakingOver thr hillsSomething forgottenIs going on there stillI waited all dayand still it seemed like one day too manyDown in the basementWith gunfire closer than distantAnd upstairs the bandPlayed a cynical waltzThe whole world a blamin'When it's everyone's faultWho knows whatWho knows whatTell me what kind ofIs at the end of the world who knows whatWhat kind of [?] is at the end of the world who knows what