Fair-Weather Faith / Waiting for the Punchline

Prentending to act so serene
On your so called submissive knees
A shopping list of begging pleas
Adds to your complacencies

As soon as the sun don't shine your way
And you're saving it all up that rainy day
It's a matter of time before you get down 'n' pray

Fair weather faith - protect me from the storm
Fair weather faith - gonna right all my wrongs
Fair weather faith - you know i'm doing alright
Fair weather faith - out of mind, out of sight

Well I wonder if the man upstairs
Will bother to lend an ear
If you took the time to share
Another one of your puppet prayers

I ain't talkin' 'bout the weather

You might say hey, I lost my sense of humor
I'm quite surprised I didn't lose it sooner
Why waste my breath on anything less then talk so trivial
As a man who ran out of material

Why did the chicken go across the road?
To get to the other side
I'm still waiting for the punchline

Whoever said the grass always grows
Greener on the other lied
I'm still waiting for the punchline

The good ol' days I was known to wear a smile
Like all good things, they've gone out of style
I will admit, usually a quick wit I found bemusing
What used to be, no longer are amusing

Why did the chicken go across the road?
To get to the other side
I'm still waiting for the punchline

Whoever said the grass always grows
Greener on the other lied
I'm still waiting for the punch
Waiting for the punch, waiting for the punch

It's nothing that you said, no nothing that you did
Must have been a bad joke that's gone over my head
What me worry, another tragedy
The latter plus time, equals comedy

Why can't I get to the other side?
I'm still waiting for the punchline

Whoever said the grass always grows
Greener on the other lied
I'm still waiting for the punchline

Waiting
Punchline
Punchline
Yeah, yeah, oh, oh
Yeah