They broke out in laughter again
His lip beaded with sweat as they strapped him in
And he stood by and waited to be called


The talk was of times that'd gone by
And the quantity and quality of women they lie

His eyes welled with wet and his mouth had gone dry

As he stood by and waited to be called

He stood by and waited to be called
He stood by and waited like the others before
For his turn to go over the falls


He got up and tried it again
For lack of persistence is surely a sin

As he stood by and waited to be called

He looked to the lightning with glee

And admired his vessel for it's symmetry
Feeling twelve units shy of a bachelor's degree


As he stood by and waited to be called
He stood by and waited to be called
He stood by and waited like the others before

For his turn to go over the falls