It takes a long time to kill a man fifty-five years at least until he breaks down starts to look underground to go off, and get him some peace
I want to die a lot quicker than that if it’s my only way out I’ve been counting up the cost getting up on that cross I want to know what this is all about
Father Time/ steals our days like a thief there’s no price/ that I wouldn’t pay to get some relief I’ve become the empty shell of a man I don’t like so well I am a living, breathing hell come on and resurrect me!
I tried to drown the pain with a friend of mine It didn’t seem to help She’s got a pretty face with her wedding lace But I’m still waking up with myself
I know what it means to choke it down up down until your legs get weak I know what it’s like on a Saturday night To be alone in a crowded street
Father Time steals our days like a thief There’s no price that I haven’t paid to get some relief I’ve become the shell of a man I can’t begin to even understand Have I forgotten who I am? come on and resurrect me!