The night of a thousand verses One thousand friends said "Have you heard?" What we expected We are all working late and Waiting to win a prize we don't deserve And live to collect it Can't you see I'm weary Maybe this news can wait ♪ The night of a thousand verses One thousand strivers' strain to hear A voice that's left us And the magazines still have to sell us 12 master geniuses a year It's all so shameless Can't you see I'm weary Maybe this news can wait Can't you see I'm blurry Maybe this blues can wait ♪ Maybe there was a message in it I don't know where you hid it Maybe there was a piece that will fit I don't know how to fit it Tell me, what kind of prize can you get Where you don't want to win it? ♪ Maybe there was a message in it I don't know where you hid it Maybe there was a piece that will fit I don't know how to fit it Tell me, what kind of prize can you get Where you don't want to win it? ♪ Can't you see I'm weary Maybe this news can wait Can't you see I'm blurry Maybe this blues can wait