C'mon guys, stop around. We only have five minutes 'till out on. not enough time! There's always for a song! (What? Who is that?) Time is a tool you can put on the wall, or it on your wrist. The past is far behind us. The future doesn't exist.
(Oh.) the time? Its to nine, time to have a bath. What do you mean? already clean. Scrub, scrub, scrub 'till the brown. is a ruler to measure the day. It doesn't go backwards, only one way. Watch ts go 'round a merry go round, going so fast like a merry go round. go on a journey, a journey through time! The time is changing all the time! It's time to go time!
But we don't really want to, we're going to our show. Don't be stupid, friends! C'mon, time to go! Time was old, like a time. With cobbles, and plauge, and in rhyme! cobbles, and chimneys, a simpler time! With cobbles, and sawdust, and and slime!
This tree that is old has inside. The tree that is older has and died. The that's fresh is ripe to the core! And I rot time, and I'm not anymore... Time can be told by the and the sun. Time flies fast when you're fun. (Hmph!)
a time and a place for mucking around! birthdays! And camping. I'm with my dad... And then what happened after the olden went new, and got old like history. Stuff in the past went into a mystery. An old man died. But a computer! Everything's cool, the future! Time is now, a anew!
Look at the things you can do with gadgets, and gizmos, amd email addresses! My dad is a c- computer... at the time!
It's quarter to eight, there's on my plate! It's twenty past day, fish on my tray! It's eleven to twelve, fish in the bath. It's nine thirty, there's fish everywhere. everywhere.
Now you can see the importance of time, it helps us make pizza, and keeps in line. But when will it start? And when will it is impotant, and I am a clock. Is we run out of time, where will it go? Is time even real? Does know? I mean time's a concept of human perception. An illusion created by-
meh! meh! meh! meh! meh! meh! MEH! MEH! MEH! MEH! MEH! MEH! MEH! MEH! Sunrise, sunset day. The seasons, the smell on hay. Look at your hair grow, isn't is how time makes your apperance change? Ehhhh!
it stop! It's out of my hands, I'm a clock. Don't worry, I think you'll be fine! But eventually everyone runs out of time. Credits-