The Other Shoe - Eels

It’s a beautiful morning

The sky is black as ink

The city’s sleeping still

And soon they’ll wake up to the stink

And soon they’ll wake up

To the stink of life passing them by

Wake up and smell the stink of their lives

The garbage trucks are coming

To take your shit to the dump

You’re smelling pretty now

Such a pretty little lump

A pretty little lump of flesh

Who’s lost your way

Another night, another day

And when you sleep at night

Dreaming of the pretty things

Don’t be too surprised

When the telephone rings

Wooh, wooh

Wooh, wooh

Wooh, wooh

I’ll be sitting here

Waiting for the other shoe to drop

I’ll be sitting here

Waiting for the other shoe to drop