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a woman on the street stopped
a man with a watch
and she asked for the time
he said, "darlin', ain't none of us got it
now you put one foot in front of the other
and don'tcha worry 'bout the day
'cuz nighttime's comin' soon."
"which wire?!? which wire do i cut?!?" cried the
agent to his partner. she turned to look at the camera
unblinking and matter-of-fact in her factual 'ply,"my
dear watson, there's no wire you can cut to
stop this time bomb ticking. we're gonna blow this joint
whether we want to or not."
you debutantes ne'er worry if you're late
because the world, it waits for you
you grandpa clocks with your second hand faces
take your feet off the brakes
you mama's boys with your big ticket toys
just sleep on in today
pacific standard, central standard, mountain time
that greenwich mean time is a mean machine
a three-headed beast of a Langolier
oh woman on the street
man with the watch
you agent watson and your partner
debutantes rosemarys boy-toy-mamas
and you stop-watch-clocking planner-book-writin'
no-time-for-down-time rat-runnin' freaks:
let's all sing, "time is on our side."
'cuz we're gonna blow this joint
whether we want to or not.
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