Verse1:

Out in the cold
Like a bundle of coal
Little packets to darkness
Wanting to grow
Well there's nobody home
And there's a wreck in the yard
And maybe [bad word] back
If we wish really hard, if we wish real hard, now

 [bad word] 

Won't somebody [bad word] up with something?
'Cuz Jesus just don't seem to be impartially working
And all the rest are really down in the ratings
So everyone is gonna keep on waiting

Verse2:

Waiting for peace
At the end of our streets
Back behind our apartments
In our passenger seats
Just a moment of bliss
Amid all of the waste
But despair and oblivion
Of our precarious race
Its ours to face, now

 [bad word] 

Won't somebody [bad word] up with something?
'Cuz Jesus just don't seem to be impartially working
And all of the rest are really down in the ratings
So everyone is gonna keep on waiting

Verse3:

Now I know nothing lasts forever
So we might as well wish for a goddam fix
Of this dark, sick, changing weather

 [bad word] 

Now tell me
Won't somebody [bad word] up with something?
'Cuz Jesus just don't seem to be impartially working
And all of the others can barely stand in [bad word] 
But everyone is still right here waiting

Won't somebody [bad word] up with something?
Won't somebody [bad word] up with something?
Won't somebody please?