I've got aching veins and fancy pants And now I mispronounced my own name when you asked me to dance Oh I won't cry now, 'cause it's up to you and I'm so afraid Yeah I'm so afraid that nothing's gonna change So you're gonna die, says your receding lifeline My communist friends, they wanna help me, or so they tell me, but hey Where are you when I need you? Where are you? My communist friends, they want to k** me and they're going to k** me, but hey Where are you when I need you? Where are you? Where are you when I need you? Where are you?