Hang Time
Album - 25 aprile 1988 - Debaser id 32018

I ran away I walked a fine line
wasting time only to find
you were callin' I think finally
to remind me I am fine

What you are is what you see
and you see me and we can be
something you can call real we are we are we are

doing the best we can
working without a plan
i'm beginning to understand
its getting out of hand

I have seen these closing doors
I've woke up on this floor before
Picked it apart for hours and hours and hours
Of turning, tossing and looking and listening
to you and all the fucked up things you do

but you're doing the best you can
with every grain of sand
its trickling through your hand
sayin'catch me if you can

if someday comes early
comes whipping comes whirling
to take you for all you have learned
the tables are turning
my bridges are burning
my destination sometime to return

throw away your calender
and saddle up your salamander
get up and get down
ride in to town and look around
get up and do something
no time to choose it
do it do it do it do it

Doing the best I can, with or
without a plan, I'm taking what I can get, I haven't seen
nothing yet. If one day you wake up and find what you make up,
come and get me, come and take me there. Into your illusion,
I'll make my intrusion - anytime, anyplace, anywhere. The hour
glass is draining fast, it knows no future holds no past, and
all this shit will come to pass - never, forever, whatever.

Now everybody's looking after me,
If I'm dragging by some coat tail, I can't see; it's too dark,
But I've got to know what's got the best of me.
When the circus that you left goes on parade,
And those things you see seem so far in your charade's too far,
But I'm feeling like I don't dare look away, Don't look away.
Did it almost make you feel, that something's got to happen soon,
When you wake up feeling lost in your own room.
If you're crying in your beer, you're gonna drown,
If you think we'll rise above, you'd better look around, you'll see.
It's a mountain made of sand crumbling under me.
Maybe I'm chasing shadows on your wall,
They loom so large, but make me feel so small somehow,
When you're chasing your own tail spinning your own wheels.
And a time to leave, and a time to stay, I guess the things I look away.
Did it almost make you feel that somethings gotta happen soon.
You're in the movies now that I'm in your cartoon.
There's a ringing in my ears that's heaven sent.
There's a beast out on the ruins, some broken down lover's lament.
It goes on and on but it won't go away.

Well my friend Jud he was a fuddy-dud
Chewed his cud, was a stick in the mud
I swear he hated everyone
And he's bumming nickels and bumming dimes
But most of all you know he's just bumming time
And every day was a bad day
They walked out and on and over him, he was turning gray
Never knew love he gave up on hope
Stayed in bed and he stopped using soap was a dirty old man
But he never said poor little old me, poor poor
Now one fine day he won the lottery
Instant millionaire without a care it didn't change a thing
Drove up to Reno he lost everything at a roadside casino
You know he never made it into town
Where the bright lights trickle down, he was a casualty
And all he got was more lewd and crude, he was very rude
The only thing he hated worse than the city
Was charity and self pity he'd been around
I talked to him that's what I found, he was a casualty
Poor little old me, poor poor casualty

Twiddly dee fe fi fo fum
There's a giant sleeping and his pants are undone
He shows no pity for anyone
He's sure to be killed before the morning comes
Twiddle my fingers and I twiddle my thumb
'Cause I ain't gonna quit 'til my work is all done
I'm a high society skid row bum
Well on my way to Kingdom Come
I twiddle in the middle of the moon and sun
I'm wishing and dreaming I'm a special someone
Don't leave my load on anyone
It's way too high and it weighs a ton
Do re mi fe fi fo fum
I'm a slave to the music of a father and son
I never force it on anyone
Can't keep it a secret so I keep it on the run
They may say what they say about the way that we stay
They may do what they do about the things that we do
Ain't worried about the dumb things I done
Ain't worried about the dumb things to come
Sometimes I wanna be friends with everyone
My friends tell me it can't be done
And some days I feel I don't know anyone
Now what goes up doesn't always come down
You'll never believe the things I've found
Amazing what you learn just hanging around
Can't put a square peg in a hole that's round
They may say what they say about the way that we stay
They may do what they do about the things that we do
If we win or if we lose it's a pleasure to play
Work all night and I sleep all day
Just because I'm lucky I can live my own way