Like 9 till 10 love 5 point hit   All you had was your fist if it was in the grim   Some say they're ignorant   They leave a trail, spend hard time in jail   And bang their girl through the mail      But now millennium, where did the time go   And while the lines show, now sit dressed up before Geraldo   Now if you've seen hard times you're not alone   9 seven Hoboken upon your telephone      All my time is gone, all my time is gone   So familiar, I hear the music in my head   All my time is gone, all my time is gone   So familiar, I hear the music in my head      Now I got myself in with men of respect   I might get off easy or get a broken neck   But when they find me I'll give 'em hell   Not form but 'cause I never fail   Like rocky till the ring of bell      Hard times depression's curve   I think a lot about nouns but nothing in verbs   I wanna run, you make me stay   I scured the edge of the map until I get out of range      All my time is gone, all my time is gone   So familiar, I hear the music in my head   All my time is gone, all my time is gone   So familiar, I hear the music in my head      All my time is gone, all my time is gone   So familiar, I hear the music in my head   All my time is gone, all my time is gone   So familiar, I hear the music in my head      All my time is gone, all my time is gone   So familiar, I hear the music in my head   All my time is gone, all my time is gone   So familiar, so familiar, so familiar