LATER IS TOO LATE

NO TIME

Here's twenty bucks, go play in the street,

I don't have time, have deadlines to meet,

make yourself scarce, get out from under my feet,

we'll talk about it later, when we sit to eat.

No affection tonight, you have caused me annoyance,

I asked for a favour, you haven't brought deliverance,

now you're on rations to teach you rememberance,

maybe next time you will not show defiance.

And this is how we drift apart,

feelings are hurt and grow cold in the heart,

later is too late, we've found another way,

someone else to help us through our day.

We'll try our best to stay out of the way,

go to strangers who don't mind to play,

we can sell our time for money to buy drugs,

find outside the home attention and hugs.