Song | Time |
Artist | David Bowie |
Album | Le Premier Jour Du Reste De Ta Vie |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Time - He's waiting in the wings | |
He speaks of senseless things | |
His script is you and me boys | |
Time - He flexes like a whore | |
Falls wanking to the floor | |
His trick is you and me, boy | |
Time - In Quaaludes and red wine | |
Demanding Billy Dolls | |
And other friends of mine | |
Take your time | |
The sniper in the brain, regurgitating drain | |
Incestuous and vain, and many other last names | |
I look at my watch it say 9:25 and I think "Oh God I'm still alive" | |
We should be on by now | |
We should be on by now | |
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la (repeat) | |
You - are not a victim | |
You - just scream with boredom | |
You - are not evicting time | |
Chimes - Goddamn, you're looking old | |
You'll freeze and catch a cold | |
'Cause you've left your coat behind | |
Take your time | |
Breaking up is hard, but keeping dark is hateful | |
I had so many dreams, I had so many breakthroughs | |
But you, my love, were kind, but love has left you dreamless | |
The door to dreams was closed. Your park was real dreamless | |
Perhaps you're smiling now, smiling through this darkness | |
But all I had to give was the guilt for dreaming | |
We should be on by now (x5) | |
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la (repeat) | |
Yeah, time! |
Time He' s waiting in the wings | |
He speaks of senseless things | |
His script is you and me boys | |
Time He flexes like a whore | |
Falls wanking to the floor | |
His trick is you and me, boy | |
Time In Quaaludes and red wine | |
Demanding Billy Dolls | |
And other friends of mine | |
Take your time | |
The sniper in the brain, regurgitating drain | |
Incestuous and vain, and many other last names | |
I look at my watch it say 9: 25 and I think " Oh God I' m still alive" | |
We should be on by now | |
We should be on by now | |
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la repeat | |
You are not a victim | |
You just scream with boredom | |
You are not evicting time | |
Chimes Goddamn, you' re looking old | |
You' ll freeze and catch a cold | |
' Cause you' ve left your coat behind | |
Take your time | |
Breaking up is hard, but keeping dark is hateful | |
I had so many dreams, I had so many breakthroughs | |
But you, my love, were kind, but love has left you dreamless | |
The door to dreams was closed. Your park was real dreamless | |
Perhaps you' re smiling now, smiling through this darkness | |
But all I had to give was the guilt for dreaming | |
We should be on by now x5 | |
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la repeat | |
Yeah, time! |
Time He' s waiting in the wings | |
He speaks of senseless things | |
His script is you and me boys | |
Time He flexes like a whore | |
Falls wanking to the floor | |
His trick is you and me, boy | |
Time In Quaaludes and red wine | |
Demanding Billy Dolls | |
And other friends of mine | |
Take your time | |
The sniper in the brain, regurgitating drain | |
Incestuous and vain, and many other last names | |
I look at my watch it say 9: 25 and I think " Oh God I' m still alive" | |
We should be on by now | |
We should be on by now | |
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la repeat | |
You are not a victim | |
You just scream with boredom | |
You are not evicting time | |
Chimes Goddamn, you' re looking old | |
You' ll freeze and catch a cold | |
' Cause you' ve left your coat behind | |
Take your time | |
Breaking up is hard, but keeping dark is hateful | |
I had so many dreams, I had so many breakthroughs | |
But you, my love, were kind, but love has left you dreamless | |
The door to dreams was closed. Your park was real dreamless | |
Perhaps you' re smiling now, smiling through this darkness | |
But all I had to give was the guilt for dreaming | |
We should be on by now x5 | |
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la repeat | |
Yeah, time! |