The Ironic Story of a Performer
The waiting is the worst part
You wait hours upon hours
To see the cast list go up
The hours go so So SO slowly
You wait and wait and wait
And then you wait some more
The uncertainty is the worst part
You don’t know what you are going to get
Some winners win every time
Some never win
Like a murder suspect awaiting his verdict
You know you’re innocent
But the jury may not
Like a game of Russian roulette
You either get the instant relief of being safe
Or the sudden blast of oblivion
They set their specific time
And every minute after that is an eternity
The waiting is the worst part
I do so love everything after the waiting
And waiting and waiting
The waiting seems like a small price to pay
To do what I love
To do what I can't live without
The performance is the best part
The waiting is the worst part