Lyrics

Four long years of torture and pain
You learned all the things that you would need to play the game
Now you’re here right where you want to be
Four walls, a podium, a group of people to listen to you preach

You got them wailin’
All the way all the time
Wailin’ yeah, they’re sounding so fine
Look at them go, oh they must know that they’re right
Put on a show, oh they must know that they’re tight

Now it’s time you hear the pin drop at your feet
You got to let them play it let them, let them show it, let them nail it, let them preach
The lights shine down on you
Don’t you know it’s time to go you got to let them play that show

You got them wailin’
All the way all the time
Wailin’ yeah, they’re sounding so fine
Look at them go, oh they must know that they’re right
Put on a show, oh they must know that they’re tight