Lyrics

The time has come, the Wiener said To talk of many things Of popes and dope and kings And why the sea is boiling hot And whether cops have wings Remember five long years ago? Those were good times that may never come again Now everything is justified Is that tough but fair? The time has come to look me in the eye And tell me all the things That I have told you You can claim to have invented them It might even be true I guess we failed, at least we tried Things could be worse, we might have died I guess we failed