Like 9 till 10 love 5 point hit All you had was your fist if it was in the grim Some say they're ignorant They leave a trail, spend hard time in jail And bang their girl through the mail
But now millennium, where did the time go And while the lines show, now sit dressed up before Geraldo Now if you've seen hard times you're not alone 9 seven Hoboken upon your telephone
All my time is gone, all my time is gone So familiar, I hear the music in my head All my time is gone, all my time is gone So familiar, I hear the music in my head
Now I got myself in with men of respect I might get off easy or get a broken neck But when they find me I'll give 'em hell Not form but 'cause I never fail Like rocky till the ring of bell
Hard times depression's curve I think a lot about nouns but nothing in verbs I wanna run, you make me stay I scured the edge of the map until I get out of range
All my time is gone, all my time is gone So familiar, I hear the music in my head All my time is gone, all my time is gone So familiar, I hear the music in my head
All my time is gone, all my time is gone So familiar, I hear the music in my head All my time is gone, all my time is gone So familiar, I hear the music in my head
All my time is gone, all my time is gone So familiar, I hear the music in my head All my time is gone, all my time is gone So familiar, so familiar, so familiar