The Jeffrey Lewis, Peter Stampfel Band - All the Time in the World lyrics
[The Jeffrey Lewis, Peter Stampfel Band - All the Time in the World lyrics]
Here comes October, there goes June
There goes the sun, here comes the moon
The longer they spin, the faster I go
I’ve got all the time in the world
Live a century, live a day
You’ve lived a lifetime either way
I don’t care what the people say
I’ve got all the time in the world
The clock can tick and tock and shout
That clock don’t tick
What it’s talking about
Same as 123, Roman XIV
It’s great but it’s all Greek to me
John Maynard Keynes, what he said
In the long run we’re all dead
Screw that jive, we’re still alive
We’ve got all the time in the world
Gather you rosebuds, kick the gong
Let’s all sing another song
They say we’re finished but they’re all wrong
We’ve got all the time in the world
Albert may have been Einstein
Maybe time is money, maybe space is time
Mc round or Mc square
I don’t know and I don’t care
People ask me why I procrastinate
Or why I showed up late to a dinner date
But what the hell, let the people yell
I’ve got all the time in the world
And some fine day at my funeral service
They can stutter, they can sweat
They can all get nervous
Saying where is he but can’t they see
I’ve got all the time in the world
It’s the end of days in a couple of weeks
Say the Mayans and the Sufis
And the Jesus freaks
They want to give me tips on
How to cash my tips but I’m chilling in the
Bliss of the apocalypse
‘Cause here comes December, there goes June
Here goes the sun, here comes the moon
The longer they spin, the faster they go
I’ve got all the time in the world
I’ve got all the time in the world
I’ve got all the time in the world
There goes the sun, here comes the moon
The longer they spin, the faster I go
I’ve got all the time in the world
Live a century, live a day
You’ve lived a lifetime either way
I don’t care what the people say
I’ve got all the time in the world
The clock can tick and tock and shout
That clock don’t tick
What it’s talking about
Same as 123, Roman XIV
It’s great but it’s all Greek to me
John Maynard Keynes, what he said
In the long run we’re all dead
Screw that jive, we’re still alive
We’ve got all the time in the world
Gather you rosebuds, kick the gong
Let’s all sing another song
They say we’re finished but they’re all wrong
We’ve got all the time in the world
Albert may have been Einstein
Maybe time is money, maybe space is time
Mc round or Mc square
I don’t know and I don’t care
People ask me why I procrastinate
Or why I showed up late to a dinner date
But what the hell, let the people yell
I’ve got all the time in the world
And some fine day at my funeral service
They can stutter, they can sweat
They can all get nervous
Saying where is he but can’t they see
I’ve got all the time in the world
It’s the end of days in a couple of weeks
Say the Mayans and the Sufis
And the Jesus freaks
They want to give me tips on
How to cash my tips but I’m chilling in the
Bliss of the apocalypse
‘Cause here comes December, there goes June
Here goes the sun, here comes the moon
The longer they spin, the faster they go
I’ve got all the time in the world
I’ve got all the time in the world
I’ve got all the time in the world