Letra de Castle-Time
Men doing men-thing times Chewing candy and tobacco lines Drinking Harpoon pints Tossing nickels and dimesThey're looking for an exit signs They're looking for a lucky night They're talking in boring rhymes Damn they're keeping up old timesMy teacher died, even the frying pan cried, Rain fell slow according to castle-time, I was only nineI was looking for an exit signs I was lookin for lucky nines Am I talking in boring rhymes? Face it we're living in war timesLet's cry about it Let's cry about it, you can Cry about itDon't be embarrassed I won't laugh at youThe river flows north and winds Traveling south you hit wind-time The passers-by are not kind But the sky is sublimeYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah