I've got aching veins and fancy pants And now I mispronounced my own name when you asked me to dance Oh I won't cry now, 'cause it's up to you and I'm so afraid Yeah I'm so afraid that nothing's gonna change
So you're gonna die, says your receding lifeline My communist friends, they wanna help me, or so they tell me, but hey Where are you when I need you? Where are you?
My communist friends, they want to kill me and they're going to kill me, but hey Where are you when I need you? Where are you? Where are you when I need you? Where are you?
