Friday, April 22, 2011

Murdering Time

Murdering Time


Fuck killing time, let’s murder it!
Let’s punch it out, let’s make it spit
And just when it thinks we’re done with it
We’ll all go in for one more hit

We’ll kick it down
We’ll chunk it out
And carve our names
To leave no doubt

We’ll scream real loud
Make our daddies proud
Dance a victory dance
Just as we vowed

We’ll kill it,
We’ll spill it
We’ll chill it
We’ll swill it
And when we’re finally done we’ll bill it

Your momma’s never seen such mess
She don’t even wanna guess
How you peeled those eyeballs and rolled those lids
And banked on it by taking bids

We’ll never have to wait no more
For dreams to come knocking down our door
Everything will be here Now:
All the hopes we’ve had in store

We’ll free the world
We’ll count our sheep
And every wish
Is ours to keep

With Time out of the way for good
We’ll get our druthers like good kids should
No more waiting, anticipating
Where Time said “No”, we’d now know we could.

6/17/02

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