Hah-hah-hah-hah-hah  Well you can write to me your truth and happenin's insi-ide  Or sell me a world that I don't need, then hitch a ri-ide  The driver laughs, we chase behind, tryin' to match his pace  You change our heads and you make our beds  It's a hopeless race  You're gettin' it all your way, you can't tell wrong from right  And right now you've got to pay  'Cause right now it's minutes to midnight  Well you can tell me all abou-out politics and kings  Or the price of cars and whisky jars and a million other thi-ings  But it seems to me my friend, a lot of lines are left unsai-aid  When the speaker has the only key to get inside his hea-ead  You're gettin' it all your way, you can't tell wrong from right  But right now you've got to pay  'Cause right now, it's minutes to midnight, yeah-eah, ah yeah-eah  No use in getting uptight, no use in startin' a fight  It's up to you now to make it alright  Your clocks readin' minutes to midnight  You're speakin' too late  Take my money, spend my life and do my thinkin' for me-ee  Negotiate and sell my time, till we come down from the tree-ee  You just stand with a book in your hand, walkin' my high wire  And lead our way for all who pay, from fryin' pan to fire  You're gettin' it all you're way, you can't tell wrong from right  And right now you've got to pay  'Cause right now, it's minutes to midnight, yeah-eah  It's gettin' too late  No use in gettin' uptight, no use in startin' a fight  It's up to you now to make it alright  Your clock's reading minutes to midnight  No use in gettin' uptight, no use in startin' a fight  Itc