Waiting For October

They're playing in central park

Check out him, he's shouting at the gate

Billy didn't tell you everything

Or did he mention the magic day?

Well I figured it out from a fig tree

It's the chosen fruit of the devil himself

Now you've been bad for 50 years

And now it looks like daddy's taking off his belt

Waiting for october

I cross my fingers

Cross my heart

And hope to die

Waiting for october

I'm in the book

And I'll be learning how to fly

He's coming down but he's not alone

He's gonna bring an army of saints

And he's taking all his back home

And then destroy what remains

Waiting for october

I cross my fingers

Cross my heart

And hope to die

Waiting for october

I'm in the book

And I'll be learning

To be winged

To be winged

Hoping that the end

Will start it all again

And that's when human history will die

I said it must be what's so right about the day

Cause it all ends in 1999

And commences on the 28th, the 28th, the 28th