It's about the rift between people with money and those without. . .the inevitable giving in to the comfort of money and home, abandoning spiritual pursuits that may have satisfied your soul.
Lyrics
hey it's about time, hey it's about time, hey i just made a rhyme, you know i don't mind giving you a little of my mind, and it's a bitter time to watch winter movies because it's so cold outside, and it's not such a great time to visit isreal. . .did you ask for what you got? and in a round about way, I know you deserved it, and your nose is running with snot, when you told everyone your story I know you rehearsed it. . .hey, it's about time, hey, it's about time, come home now and enjoy the land of plenty and resurrect a home and be a mother to many, isn't that isn't that what you've always wanted? isn't that, isn't that what you've always dreamed? I had to spit on all the graves of all your friends who are still living on their golden pots shitting you had to ask me to behave, but who needs a sitter in a room full of quitters.
you had to ask me to behave. . .but who needs a sitter in a room full of quitters.
