Got to, got to
Find a wa-ay to make
To make, to make
Time my friend not the e-ne-my but how
How do, how do
I, I make friends with someone
Someone, someone
Who is always runnin' a-way from me? ah-ooh
Yeah, whoa-ooh
I want the day to
Seem as long as it did
Back when I was a
Tree fort-buildin' kid
Want life to taste new
With every sloppy bite
Can't force-feed someone
With monster appetite
Got to, got to
Find a wa-ay to break
To break, to break
Out of this rat race and take things at
My own pace
Yeah, whoa-ooh
There's no pills so awesome
That make time release you from
It's thin, tin hands that
Don't stay still but still grip firm
So I'm not just sittin'
Wastin' in my sweat pants
Cut-and-pastin' death threats
To send to the president
But whatever I do
Whatever I get into
Just wanna remember
To enjoy my time
'Cause there is nothin' that you
Can pack up to take to
Whatever place you enter
If any after you die
Yeah, oh