Folds and folds of hurling whirling words come spilling out yer hole
Don't intellectualize yer eloquent vomit when you rise
Now peter had Paul don't have it I have it have it said I
In this rolling glowing growing stolen place that don't belong to me
It ain't funny you say okay I had it up to here with you
This giddy little lifetime yer time my time don't agree with you
Some temper axes in the fire some sharpen knives upon a stone
Some chop up veggies in the hobart some use the bloody robo coup
The Gourds - My Time, Yer Time Lyrics
The Gourds - My Time, Yer Time Lyrics
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Folds and folds of hurling whirling words come spilling out yer hole
Don't intellectualize yer eloquent vomit when you rise
Now peter had Paul don't have it I have it have it said I
In this rolling glowing growing stolen place that don't belong to me
It ain't funny you say okay I had it up to here with you
This giddy little lifetime yer time my time don't agree with you
Some temper axes in the fire some sharpen knives upon a stone
Some chop up veggies in the hobart some use the bloody robo coup
Don't intellectualize yer eloquent vomit when you rise
Now peter had Paul don't have it I have it have it said I
In this rolling glowing growing stolen place that don't belong to me
It ain't funny you say okay I had it up to here with you
This giddy little lifetime yer time my time don't agree with you
Some temper axes in the fire some sharpen knives upon a stone
Some chop up veggies in the hobart some use the bloody robo coup
Writer: ROBERT L. GEDDINS, RONALD DEAN BADGER
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Copyright: Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC