In which our hero, who was born to write songs, tries to figure out his life with help from the interviewer.
Sunday, October 7, 2018
in a hurry
hand me down
the New York times
I'm a busy man
I can't wait in line
everything is begging
for my attention
I've got no time
for idle chat
I've got no patience
for stuff like that
and, if I have to ask,
do I have to mention
that I am in a hurry
I am in a hurry
I am in a hurry
and I got nowhere to go
give me liberty
or rising costs
must I remind you
who's the boss
my rapid pace
has turned into a deluge
can't you see
I am never free
from the demands of
the company
I don't know what else
I can tell you
except
I am in a hurry
I am in a hurry
I am in a hurry
and I got nowhere to go
peace of mind
or piece of profit
I got on the first
and then went off it
I have made my bed
now let me lie
I don't have a
New York minute
I don't have time
to even begin it
while every second
keeps on ticking by
look
I am in a hurry
I am in a hurry
I am in a hurry
and I got nowhere to go
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