Election Night / You Will Be Cured Songtext
von John Wesley Harding

I met you on election night
As we cried over our beers
Nothing you could do would cheer me up
We broke up later that year
How come you and I aren′t winners?
Why weren't we born the other side?
And it′s raining
It's raining
On Election Night

You fight, you fight and nothing changes
And when it does the payback's worse
We arrived here in limo
We drove home in a hearse
And we are none the wiser
I guess that we′re just not so bright
So I′ll see you
Yes I'll see you
Next Election Night


The balloons look so deflated
As they burst and float on down
It′s been 4 years that we've waited
For those balloons to hit the ground
Looks like you backed a real loser
Who thinks that life is black and white
But he′ll be back again
We'll be back again
Next Election Night

Sometimes it seems like no-one listens
Sometimes it seems like no-one cares
And if there′s really someone up there
He's ignoring all your prayers
You've had more than your share
But I know that you′ll endure
You will be cured

If the doctors finally realise
That their prescriptions have run dry
And the politicians have decided
Where their special interests lie
They won′t look you in the eye
In their attempt to reassure
But you will be cured


When our night is dark and empty
And we're mourning for the past
It′s a momentary temptation
That was never made to last
I don't know when the votes are cast
But of one thing I am sure
You will be cured