Текст песни The Time Song - Don't Hug Me I'm Scared
There's
always
time
for
a
song
Huh,
who
is
that?
Time
is
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
(oh)
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!
It's
quarter
to
eight,
there's
fish
on
my
plate
It's
twenty
past
day,
there's
fish
on
my
tray
It's
eleven
to
twelve,
there's
fish
in
the
bath
It's
nine
thirty,
there's
fish
everywhere,
fish
everywhere?
Now
you
can
see
the
importance
of
time
It
helps
us
make
pizza,
it
keeps
things
in
line
But
when
did
it
start?
And
when
will
it
stop?
Time
is
important
and
I
am
a
clock
If
we
run
out
of
time
Then
where
does
it
go?
Is
time
even
real?
Does
anyone
know?
Maybe
time's
just
a
construct
of
human
perception
An
illusion
created
by-
Meh!
meh!
meh!
meh!
Meh!
meh!
meh!
meh!
Meh!
meh!
meh!
meh!
Meh!
meh!
Sunrise,
sunset,
night
and
day
The
changing
seasons,
the
smell
of
hay
Look
at
your
hair
grow,
isn't
it
strange?
How
time
makes
your
appearance
change
Make
it
stop!
It's
out
of
my
hands,
I'm
only
a
clock
Don't
worry,
I'm
sure
you'll
be
fine
But
eventually
everyone
runs
out
of
time
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