i m sitting here waiting for the wine and the whys of whats to come and all i needs a fighting chance and a righting flame to end this game and a stake in which to put my name and a way to end this field of shame oh oh oh oh oh oh waiting at the stage battlefield set for the sorry and all i needs no limit to worry for night to be day and for day to be dark and its clear that someday somehow thisll be gone and all we need is a gun and an apocalypse a gun and an apocalypse a gun and an apocalypse somewhere somewhere we are waiting for the sun to burn for it to be our turn somehow somehow all that we need is a gun and an apocalypse  been ready to fight all this life to bear it all with the fist and fear and the know how to steer and a hope that heaven is holding on near and no needs to be enlisted tonight cause it s worth the fight somewhere somewhere we are waiting for the sun to burn for it to be our turn somehow somehow all that we need is a gun and an apocalypse somewhere somewhere we are waiting for the sun to burn for it to be our turn somehow somehow all that we need is a gun and an apocalypse