Lyrics:

Out in the cold
Like a bundle of coal
Little packets of darkness
Wanting to grow

Well there's nobody home
And there's a wreck in the yard
And maybe they're coming back
If we wish really hard
If we wish real hard now

Won't somebody please come up with something
'cause Jesus just don't seem to be impartially working
And all of the rest are really down in the ratings
But everyone is gonna keep on waiting

Waiting for peace
At the end of our streets
Back behind our apartments
In our passenger seats

Just a moment of bliss
Of it all of the ways
But despair and oblivion
Of our precarious ways
Its ours to face now

Won't somebody please come up with something
'cause Jesus just don't seem to be impartially working
And all of the rest are really down in the ratings
But everyone is still right here waiting

Now I know nothing lasts forever
So we might as well wish for a God damn fix
Of this toxic change in weather

Won't somebody please come up with something
'cause Jesus just don't seem to be impartially working
And all of the others can barely stay in the running
But everyone is gonna keep on waiting

Won't somebody please come up with something
Won't somebody please come up with something
Won't somebody please come up with something
Won't somebody please come up with something