We're gathered outside
and starring at the tomb of
the unknown soldier.

When the game is up
and all things come to a close
you have reached The End.

Kermit lies in wait.
Fozzy's coming with the bud.
Hey Kermit! Peace, Frog.

We all watch it go.
Standing around waiting, just
so. The Soft Parade.

First we stand, fighting.
then we push our consciousness
and we Break On Through.

I try my hardest
no matter what I do, still
I'm Wishful, Sinful.

Rain pours heavily
Clouds, like buffalo, above
Riders on the Storm.

I'm waiting for you
sitting in the darkness. Now
reach out, Touch Me Babe.

We are pounding shots,
chasing girls, as we sing this
Alabama Song.