I’m waiting for something to come
A little respect, ’cause I don’t get none
A little sympathy Someone who cares
A little luck that doesn’t vanish in the air

I’m waiting
I’m waiting
I’m waiting
I’m waiting

Waiting for the axe to fall
Waiting for the axe to fall
Waiting for the axe to fall
Waiting for the axe to fall

I’m waiting, bidding my time
Watching my back, getting what’s mine
Stockin’ up on ammo, watchin’ the door
Either you shoot first, or you end up on the floor

I’m waiting
I’m waiting
I’m waiting
I’m waiting

Waiting for the axe to fall
Waiting for the axe to fall
Waiting for the axe to fall
Waiting for the axe to fall

(Solo)

I’m waiting
I’m waiting
I’m waiting
I’m waiting

Waiting for the axe to fall
Waiting for the axe to fall
Waiting for the axe to fall
Waiting for the axe to fall

Music & Lyrics ~ David Spiro
© 1993 Grove Hill Park Music