This is how the story goes,   I’ve got something that I stole   A manuscript, a document,   A failure and an argument   Kiss to sleep right through the night   Promise me and I won’t fight,   In an innocent way I shuttered sick   Scratched to solve the un-relievable itch      They say the holy wars   Were all started by hired crooks   If you believe in your heart, now it’s time let go   Forget tomorrow’s sermon   Or let the moment pass you by   It’s too late      Numbers keep climbin gotta keep up the pace   Uproot the lines as they grow on your face   Career is over time to take off your clothes   Feel the drip as it numbs all you know   It’s only skin, oh it’s only skin   And you can’t stop the reaper   From the sythe that she’s swinging   A cut, a shot, the heat of her thighs,   Eyes that are crazy cause you can’t find a friend      I said the time is now and we got all,   The time is now we got it, got it all, we got it      At the end of the world we’ll all have a big party   From sea to sea and into desert sands   We’ll feel comfortable naked, won’t need our prescriptions   To say we’re happy and admit we’re all scared   Of growing old      Now is the time, the time is now, it’s not too late   Forget tomorrow’s sermon...      We’re always runnin it’s not too late we’re runnin...