I Think You Can Handle It (4:23)
Written by David Wechsler, William Is
Bags all packed
Ready to go
But you ended up waiting
You ended up waiting
Cheers and sighs go floating on by
And you ended up waiting
You ended up waiting
You don’t know how to buck the status quo.
Don’t want to be a wide-eyed doe in the lights
You can’t say how life ended up betraying you but I think you can handle it
Again you’re cryin’ on the telephone line
Why the fight with the light behind your eyes though you have everything you prize in this life
I can’t say how things ended up this way it’s true but I think you can handle it
Here comes a sermon
There goes the determined
Now here comes the vermin telling you what to do
Here come the weightless
And there go the sages
Now here comes the waitress
Bringing you more bad news
Bags all packed
Ready to go
You ended up waiting
You ended up waiting
You ended up waiting
Waiting 2 by 2
Now here come the raindrops
And there goes the rooftops
Now here comes that waitress again for you
Dave Wechsler [lyrics, vocals]