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Time Don't Wait

Home Brew Crew

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Cause time don't wait (Verse 1 - Tom Scott) We on a world tour, with my hum and my man Two dozen in the chilly bin and one in my hand, with no plan Whole band crammed up in the van, with no fan just fam Livin' off o' the land like Bear Grylls, sellin' tea like sellin' P With bare skills, turnin' melody to celery then turn that Into yellow E and LSD, sniffin' like I had a allergy for reality, alright This another Saturday night, havin' the best time that I ever had In my life travellin' like light through space leave no trace Pack the suitcase, get paid, jet next day, and If he don't pay then we don't play, just pack our shit and relocate I ain't got no money but I'll be okay, even though I ain't slept In three whole days, I say (Hook) Time don't wait for no one So I'm packing my bags And I, and I, and I'll be gone tomorrow And I don't know when I'll be back (so long, so long, so long) See I've got to live my life the way that I want But you know (you know) that I will (I will) Miss you when I'm gone, but time don't wait (Verse 2 - Tom Scott) So we takin' every night like a Broadway performer A horse before four but still rockin' like quarter Still perform full 'til they call for encore Then give them four more, then cord the mic cord up It's like, profession, twenty four seven As soon as the jet gets in we text the sound tech then Check the mic, check in check out, next second Livin' like Def Leppard, drinkin' like Led Zeppelin all night! Horse life, Beanstalk climbing Fly Buys sky high goodbye North Island I'm leavin' No time for high horse ridin', and I'm speedin Cos life's short like Paul Simon, so I'm livin' mine It's time to hit the dirt road, slap hands with the fans Singin' in the first row, like chur bro, we out, that's that Bags packed, blow the gunk out my nose and we gapped (Hook) (Verse 3 - Tom Scott) We go Christchurch, Dunedin, MP, out to PNC We go Queenstown, for the seasons Get out to Great Barrier for the weekend Doin' it for H-Town, and [?] Mount Taranaki, Mount Vic, and Mount Eden It's goin' out to every town that we been in For this place that we all call New Zealand Time don't wait!
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