The Broken Family Band - (I Don't Have the Time To) Mess Around

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There’s an ache creeping through my bones
And a lake of blood filling my home
I don’t have the time to mess around
There’s a dog sleeping in my bed
If I tickle his balls he gives me sweet head
So I don’t have the time to mess around
You can send me flowers, but I won’t arrange them
You can call me on the telephone at a sensible time
There’s a beast and he’s banging on my door
All my teeth lay scattered on the floor
I don’t have the time to mess around
I’m done with the non-essential tasks
Oh and the making of a thing that cannot last
I don’t have the time to mess around
You can send me flowers, but I won’t arrange them
You can call me on the telephone at a sensible time
You can send me flowers, but I won’t arrange them, oh no
You can call me on the telephone at a sensible time
You can call me on the telephone at a sensible time