(+5 rating, 1 votes)Favourite conceptual track.
VERSE 1:
DR. SYNTAX
- Time is on my hands,
- I’ve got plans that reach beyond,
- What’s already been and gone,
- So I’m trying to see beyond,
- All my present setbacks,
- While I’m still keen and young,
- Put my soul into every project I’m featured on,
- I could write a list and it’d be a metre long,
- Stating all the opportunities that I believe will come,
- Where’s the sound advice when people speak in tongues?
- Many think they tell it right when they should be keeping Mum,
- Silence! I prefer to carve my own path,
- Learn the hard way: drop the odd faux pas,
- Don’t laugh! Doing what you want is so hard,
- And you won’t be mustering a hot response with no graft:
- Most can’t, find a way to show class,
- Stuck in stormy waters without a Coast Guard,
- Have a crack at life: catch it while it goes past,
- Get your plan revised, if you slack, you won’t pass.
CHORUS:
DR. SYNTAX
- Time won’t stop x3
- Even if I ask nicely
VERSE 2:
DR. SYNTAX
- I’ll have the time of my life in my life and times,
- No time to revise how to write guidelines,
- I’ve picked a fine time to make the limelight right,
- Fully mine, live, in my m prime, riding the high,
- Until we make what we’re pie in the sky,
- Pipe dreams seem likely: I’m biding my time,
- On fire like pyrotechnics, defying a sceptic,
- Proving that I’m time effective.
- I’ll grip tight when there’s time on my hands,
- And try and think wise when devising a scam,
- Trying to fathom how my dice are likely to land,
- And when it comes time to expand and push boundaries,
- When I put out releases,
- It sounds crazy; many could vouch for me,
- So look out for me,’cos I look bound to be,
- A figure of the times who just found his niche.
CHORUS
VERSE 3: DR. SYNTAX- I would rather snatch a far-fetched fantasy, as it flew free,
- Than sit back in apathy and have it elude me,
- But do see, how I’m only grabbing it loosely,
- And duly, sending it back when it suits me,
- In pursuit of elusive dreams,
- Use of reason is superseded by human greed,
- We’re a youthful breed, with consumer needs,
- That spends out long before it’s accrued the means,
- Stop acting like a clueless teen,
- Always living for the minute is a fruitless feat,
- Take time out for soothing sleep,
- Set your mood at ease,
- Or descend into lunacy,
- Yes a boost is a boost but,
- Too much speed leaves your goose in a stew,
- Till you lose the heat,
- Make time for tomfoolery,
- But make sure life’s crucial pieces are fused congruently.
CHORUS
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