When the Time Comes Songtext
von Jont

Journalists laughing in their own funny way
About mistakes people make
A loose shoelace will trip you up, my friend
But true love will never end
It′s just a bully you send into a random playpen
Filled with dinosaurs, metric see-saws flipping
Dust from the ceiling and rain that's a dripping
We′re making a springtime cavalcade
Brighter than the blast of a Belgrade air raid
But bigger than the last 'cause you wanna get better
This trick you learnt from a clown in a theatre, yeah
Making love to an overcoat on a cold December split
Holding a real hand, you're holding a real hand

When the time comes
When the time comes
I hope you′re holding a real hand


Oh, cracks in the pavement are sent by the government
Spying you pissing, if you′re missing you're in trouble again
Get your shoelace shiny, slippery so it slides in the crack
Where they put it down to meet the clown
Who′s dealing out a round of cards via people
Y'all got turbans on, hands are swelling like treacle
Where just when you see him, white with his eyes
Yoke of a man saying grabs and says
"Do you understand the rules of the game
You′re undertaking, you can win, you can lose
There's no forgetting
There are notes on this disc that′ll start skipping
But if you're not clean and shiny
There's no forgiving"

When the time comes
When the time comes
I hope you′re holding a real hand
When the time comes
When the time comes
I hope you′re holding a real hand


There were fifteen people at the table with me
I saw them disappear three by three by three
They were lying all their lives and lazy bed of warm caress
Fake fur and ravel, don't need to tell you the rest
Temptations, a nation always at war
Saying what is there all your feels for
When the time comes soon, what of you, my friend
It′s not this round about bend
It's the road you drive down, that′s a dead end
The time comes for your lines to be learnt
Toast not to be burnt, you wanna be certain
The time comes for your fines to be paid, coast to be clear
You wanna know what's behind the curtain
The time comes for your dollar bill and inspection commence
The time comes for the judging of the jam jar contest
The time comes for you to put on a coat for once
Show ′em, ah, you're not just another can of Coke for once
The time comes, you'll be screaming in your sleep
The time comes, it′ll be driven in too deep
The time comes for you to make your stand
I tell you this, hope you′re holding a real hand

When the time comes
When the time comes
I hope you're holding a real hand
When the time comes
When the time comes
I hope you′re holding a real hand
When the time comes
I hope you're holding a real hand
Time comes
I hope you′re holding a real hand