Sometimes in a temporary lapse of hopefulness I feel
The hands of Time wrap it’s rusted steel fingers around my throat trying to choke
the life I never chose out of me
How can you be so mistaken Father Time?
I thought you knew it all wiseguy,
Getting a little slow are we?
Right under your wrinkled old nose
I’ve been living the stealth life that I wanted
I never liked or wanted the life you gave me!
It only became a decoy to fool your jaundiced ancient eyes
Can I have a second chance?
If so, I promise I’ll take it and do it all over again
Exactly the same
I’ll piss on the life you give me
All the while faking it to
shield the one I’m really living
You can’t have it! It’s mine!
Now fuck off and go do your mortality thing somewhere else
on somebody more deserving of your attention
Now who’s the bigger fool Mr Tick Tock?
Me who arrogantly thinks he can fool Father Time
and his pleasuring partner The Hand Of Fate?
Or You Father Time,who actually thinks I give a shit?
Anyways, It’s all an illusion right?
Oh Old Father Time you cruel, sardonic pathetic asshole
you and your Napoleonic Complex
have always been” much too short!”
Wait ‘til your wife Lady Life finds out that you have
“Short” changed Her too!
There’ll be Hell to pay here on Earth
You’’ll have to pull The Hand Of Fate
outta your heavenly white robe
And stand up and fight like the little old man that you are!
And if it makes you feel superior
you can always take me outta here when ever you want!
Go ahead !
But we’ll both know that while I was here,
I was always taller than you!
And you? You’ll always be “much too short!”
And beaten up by Little Old Lady Life to boot!
I guess the truth hurts!
Hickory dickory dock
I’m pissing all over your clock
You can have me when I’m good and done
What’s your hurry?
We both know you’ve made Lady Life much “too short”
Don’t worry, I won’t tell her
Now go and get me a drink bitch!