Tick Tock Time is an addict Stuck on ticking off more time Time flies until you get the bill Then leaves you numb Time is.. A Mother-ship And you’re her bastard Son Time is respectful Up until your time Is done Time is the balance sheet Between the young And old Time is the paperweight Of poverty and gold Time pisses in the drink Then sanctifies the ground Time is your breast friend Until you find your ankles bound Time is the money train Where freedom is the con Time is relentless here Where grace cannot abound Time is the oxygen Before the gas is on Time hits the fan Now we’re really havin’ fun Time is the change in scene From beauty to the beast Time is a taste Acquired Of Sweet Nesxsxsxs Then of yeast Time stretches onward Marked in lines upon your skin Time hangs around ’Til you don’t feel like hangin’ in She takes no pris’ners here Just smiles and leads you on Brushes the hand Th’ stays behind To toll the sum She ticks and tocks her way One up, on your two down Kiss it goodbye my friend You’d best be movin’ on © Roberto Angelis
Posted on: Sat, 18 Oct 2014 16:01:41 +0000
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