Intro x3 verse 1 You lead the lost sheep up to the mountain You tell them everything's gonna be OK With that old familiar smile that everybody's seen verse 2 There's a million or more if you're counting And they're waiting for words but you've nothing to say It's that old familiar sting where everybody's clean You start mumbling, they're applauding, everyone's screaming your name There's a rumbling while you're lording it, everyone's watching your game There's little now to be said for this Oh, you know we've done all we can So everyone's waiting for an audience with the man verse 3 We've gone from Shakespeare, Dickens and Churchill We've had Nixon, Napoleon, Kennedy too They all had that old familiar smile that everybody knows verse 4 How the West was won is a legend But how the Empire fell is known only to the few It's like that old rodeo where anything goes It's a night-out but a wipe-out 'cause Mary's gone mislaid the sheep You're still talking but only to the walking, dead 'cause they've all gone asleep There's little now to be said for this Oh, you know we've done all we can And so everyone's waiting for an audience with the man Middle 8 Pa talks like it's politics, claims: "the Pope's a friend of mine" Ma's in the chapel preaching fear of the Lord while junior's committing a crime So everything is fine Solo You go for a night-out, it's a regular wipe-out 'cause Mary's gone lost the sheep You, you're still talking but only to the walking, dead 'cause they've all gone asleep So, there's little now to be said for this Oh, you know we've done all we can And so everyone's waiting for an audience with the man Solo (x4) Outro Everyone's waiting for an audience with the big big man Everyone's waiting for an audience with the big big man Everyone's waiting for an audience with the big big man Everyone's waiting for an audience with the big big man x3