How Soon Is Now? - Mike Viola, The Section Quartet

I am the son

I am the heir

Of a shyness that is criminally vulgar

I am the son and heir

Of nothing in particular

You shut your mouth

How can you say

I go about things the wrong way?

I am human and I need to be loved

Just like everybody else does

There’s a club if you’d like to go

You could meet somebody

who really loves you

So you go and you stand on your own

And you leave on your own

And you go home, and you cry,

and you want to die

When you say it’s gonna happen now

What exactly do you mean?

See I’ve already waited too long

And all my hope is gone

You shut your mouth

How can you say

I go about things the wrong way?

I am human and I need to be loved

Just like everybody else does