Take Your Time

作词 : Adam Hope/Jack Hope/Tom Booth

作曲 : Adam Hope/Jack Hope/Tom Booth

I have serious comedian syndrome,

I float where ever the laughter blows

‘Til I’m the brunt of the joke.

What day is it

I could’ve sworn it was yesterday...

There’s not enough hours in the week to keep the wolf from the door.

I guess this could be the last time

That our retinas taste the sunshine.

I guess this could be the last time, that our feet still touch the ground.

So take your time

Take your time.

Each day, I cook my food in the microwave and watch the sand treacle through the hourglass.

Fingers on the pulse, there’s no sign of life.

It’s the way it is, we just get caught up in the mundane.

If looks could kill, hindsight is to blame as it looks me up and down.

Oh I’m sick of hearing the grass could be greener on the other side.

Things could be cleaner, there’s rats under the shed, but we’re alive.

It’s a good life.

Take your time

Take your time

Because this could be the last time that you talk over the punch line.

There’s a toaster in the bathroom, think I hear the smoke alarm...

So take your time

Take your time.