Drinks aside, it's time we tried to somewhere Take my only souvenir, hold it up high, it off the roof If it should break, tell me how it sounds it lands
Steal Time there isn't enough Turn the wheel, I'm it up Don't feel old, hope I'm up Don't old Bloodshot eye, a in the left ear ringing in my right ear Our rules failed eachother We're close to used to wrong Now it's gone get undressed, hopeless Work weary world, see no of relief I find time to complain of a shortage while the excess at their feet close to used to being wrong Now it's gone, get undressed, hopeless Work world, see no sign of relief Still I find to complain of a shortage while the excess at their feet
say that we will, but we don't Always say we did, when we did nothing aside, the day today is the monotone Now nowhere left to go Build a to fast goodbyes the mistake?
Steal Time when there isn't Turn the wheel, I'm it up Don't feel old, I'm backing up feel old Bloodshot eye, a in the left ear 1975 in my right ear Our rules failed eachother both reduced to being wrong Here and it's get undressed, feeling hopeless Work weary world, see no of relief Still find time to complain of a shortage while the collects at their feet Above, the sun rising late set yet Work world, too tired now to ever sleep From you all complain of a shortage while the excess collects at feet
Between the church and haiku It is roped in deep