Time to Waste Time Songtext
von Todd Burge

Spring is here, the bugs have come
It′s time to dumb it down
My head is filled with mourning mist
The moss is boss for now
My list of things to do has been
Misplaced someplace unknown
It could be lost forever now
Unread, un-shown and thrown away
I'm off in my mind, out of my head
Off in my mind out of my head
Time to waste time
With so much time on my hands
Most doors need to be opened for me
I′m leisurely and out to please
Just me, myself, and me
I'll work for food if the work is easy
And if the food is good
Cause spring is here, the bugs have come
And I couldn't care if I could
I′m off in my mind


Out of my head
Off in my mind
Out of my head
Time to waste time
Forevermore′s been around the bend
Since before the bend was invented
Since Father Time asked his dad for a dime
And the keys to his Buick
Some teen whoopee was in the offing
In that big fat back seat
The key to life lies neatly within
Father Time's time in that back seat
I′m off in my mind
Out of my head
Off in my mind
Out of my head
Ready or not
Ready yet
Time to waste
Time