Lyrics No Time to Play - Swingin Utters

No Time to Play - Swingin Utters
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song No Time to Play, artist - Swingin Utters. Album song A Juvenile Product of the Working Class, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 09.09.1996
Record label: Fat Wreck Chords
Song language: English

No Time to Play

They’ve laid to rest mortality, blessed themselves with immorality
Gazed into the eyes of innocents as the blade was pulled out merrily
I’d beg and plead if it made sense to me, if I thought it’d make a difference
To quit is to lose, so I suppose I’m conceding defeat from weariness
They say, «no time to play, you cannot stay, appreciate the mess I’ve made»
Then they turn their backs and walk away
I’ve seen the young bystanders get shown the view from their watchtowers
And with their stealth and stench transform these tykes into another great lot
of admirers
I don’t blame traders ah, how ignorance is bliss
It’s so fucking easy to be bought and sold when you’re a young and stupid kid

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