There's more world here than any man can hold,
and the time that we waste is a knife thrust in our soul.
So jump up, swear to God, forget about the years,
and rip off all the clothes you wear that cover all your fears.
Cause if you're king,
or if you're just John Doe,
you can break the chains you've forged
and finally see it's time to go.
Are you locked to TV? Are you a social slave?
Do you hide in novels that are ready made?
Do you whisper in strange ears in discotectic bars?
or do you cringe in foxholes fighting silent private wars?
Cause if you're king,
or if you're just John Doe,
you can break the chains you've forged
and finally see it's time to go.
We can wallow in our shallow graves,
or cut our loss and see what we can save.
For every door that's closed there's a hundred million more
to barge through open-minded and suddenly explore.
Our options, our obsessions, our conceptual beliefs.
Or maybe we'll just see it's time to leave.
There's more world here than any man can take,
and the powers that we wield are the choices that we make.
So we can sit and sympathize with martyrs or with saints,
but they are dead and gone now while we are still awake.
Cause if you're king,
or if you're just John Doe,
you can break the chains you've forged
and finally see it's time to go.
Time To Go is
copyright © 1994 Liberal Materialists Music
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