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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