Waiting for october

They're playing in central park
Check out him, he's shouting at the gate
Billy didn't tell you everything
Or did he mention the magic day?

Well I figured it out from a fig tree
It's the chosen fruit of the devil himself
Now you've been bad for 50 years
And now it looks like daddy's taking off his belt

Waiting for october
I cross my fingers
Cross my heart
And hope to die

Waiting for october
I'm in the book
And I'll be learning how to fly

He's coming down but he's not alone
He's gonna bring an army of saints
And he's taking all his back home
And then destroy what remains

Waiting for october
I cross my fingers
Cross my heart
And hope to die

Waiting for october
I'm in the book
And I'll be learning
To be winged
To be winged

Hoping that the end
Will start it all again

And that's when human history will die
I said it must be what's so right about the day
Cause it all ends in 1999
And commences on the 28th, the 28th, the 28th