Wary glares from across the room Icy stares slice through the gloom Let me whisper in your ear Lean in close so you can hear For the smart, and the lucky Now they say the sky will fall End the good days for us all Lean in close next to your ear Whisper soft so they can't hear For the smart, and the lucky There's always room Let them point, and let 'em gawk All they know to do is talk Let my fingers brush your hand Somewhere out there's promised land For the smart, and the lucky There's always room