Cool Hand Luke - Waiting For Another Hit Lyrics
A man came up from anywhereA nd cut the edge so closeThat it could not be ignoredThe people gasped and grabbed their heartsThe sky--it danced and shook the darkand everywhere the people wanted moreChanged the history of the sceneHit it like a bomb if you know what i meanHe was the next beethovern or the next Van GoghA brand new edgar allan poeAnticipation was rising for the second workTo give their existence another needed perk (and they were)Waiting for another hitWaiting for another hitWaiting for another hitWaiting for another hitThe critics hated itThey chewed it up and spat it outSome called it high artSome said it wasn't high enoughSo, what do you say?So, do what yo say.MeanwhileSome found the true meaning or artThat lay not in the perceptionBut deep within the heartThe spit will dry on their facesand they will be all the better for itWhat do you say?Do what you say.Don't wait for this.