Father Time, where are you? We are lost and so alone... We need your assistance so please answer your phone Why did you become such a needy, stubborn jerk Who won't show up for new years eve instead in the shadows you lurk?
So let's go down together and we'll find that stupid man Who thinks it's more important to get drunk and get a tan And if you think I'm crazy just because the way I sing Well, that's just how this stupid song begins
Father Time was working late one cloudy, stormy night The bell would never ring and Father Time Would not give up a fight Sandman did his job just like the others at this time At least that's what our Father Time believed, oh what a rime
Mrs Time was waiting at her home that Christmas eve Alone and shattered by the darkest night she could not see Sandman came on by to give her sleep and pleasant dreams "Oh no Sandman! No more sleep inside my head, Now get your ass down to the bed!"
Father Time, where are you now? The darkest of hours is passing us by, so Father Time, where are you now? It's time for another new year
"Honey, I'm home!"
Then when Father Time arrived two hours late that night The bedroom door was open and what did he have insight? Mrs Time and Sandman making babies on the bed Oh boy, you should have seen his eyes turn red
Screaming like a maniac he ran into the room Took his rifle, aimed and fired off a BOOM! Bleeding man was running all around the house in pain "Oh no, Sandman! Get your ass back here! I'm gonna paint My walls with your brain!"
Father Time, where are you now? The darkest of hours is passing us by, so Father Time, where are you now? It's time for another new year
And when the Santa bastard came around through the Chimney down, He saw a bleeding, dying man And Father Time with a rifle in his hand Oh, what a tragedy, when Santa came Ruined all his plans to hide Sandman's body away I mean, who wants to get caught by the cops? We need our Father Time to ring in the new year in time
No Mr Sandman, well that's okay Who wants to sleep anyway? But Father Time must be around Oh, and Santa's body was also never found
Father Time had to kill Santa and his reindeer's Holy Crime, no good will, Time has gone insane here
Now the story's over and we all can celebrate that Father Time is back again 'cause he killed the man he hates Mrs Time has left him for that diaper Cupid guy "Oh no, Cupid! Mrs Time is mine forever, Your a stupid son of a...eh...whatever!
Father Time, where are you now? The darkest of hours is passing us by, so Father Time, where are you now? It's time for a new year
Father Time, here are you now The darkest of hours will not pass us by, so Father Time, have one more beer! It's time for another new year! It's time for another new year!
Happy New Year to you all...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
