time

a tool you can put on the wall
Or wear it on your wrist
The past is far behind us
The future doesn't exist

What's the time?
Its a quarter to nine, time to have a bath
What do you mean, we're already clean
Scrub, scrub, scrub 'til the water's brown
Time is a ruler to measure the day
It doesn't go backwards, only one way
Watch it go round like a merry go round
Going so fast like a merry go round
Let's go on a journey
A journey through all time
The time is changing all the time
It's time to go to time
But we don't really want to
We're going to miss our show
Don't be stupid, friend
C'mon, it's time to go
Time is old like the Victorian times
With cobbles and plague and speaking in rhymes
With cobbles and chimneys a simpler time
With cobbles and sawdust and batteries and slime
This tree that is old has circles inside
The tree that is older has shriveled and died
The apple that is fresh is ripe to the core
And I rot over time and I'm not anymore
Time can be told by the moon or the sun
But time flies fast when you're having fun
There's a time and a place for mucking around
Like birthdays
And camping
I'm friends with my dad
And then what happened after the olden days?
Time went new and got old like history
Stuff from the past went into a mystery
An old man died
But look a computer
Everything's cool
It's the future!
Time is now, the future anew
And look at all of the wonderful things you can do
With gadgets and gizmos and email addresses
My dad is a computer
Look at the time!