Peter Murphy - Time Has Got Nothing To Do With It Lyrics
---- --- --- ------- -- -- ---- --Make me a mannered, a mannered thingCarved of wood, a life force thingGive it an arm, that points to the earthAnd a hand, that points at meNo matter where I standNo matter where I standAnd knows all that we can't seeThe clock cannot be turnedWith remorseful yearnsTime has nothing to do with itYou would see, you would seeIf you were three againAnd did it all the sameFate drives you insaneFate drives you insaneAnd did you throw you in the roadPut your face to shameDid you think your mouth could teachMake you think you thinkIt's got a lot to do withIt's got a lot to doLet's get nothing, nothing askewTime has got nothing to do with itTime has got nothing to do with itTime has got nothing to do with itTime has got nothing to do with itChange is insane with eyes that blameAnd morals that blank the linesOf transmissions newIf only we knewIt's not all happening hereThere blanks are scarceAnd blindness is forgotIs forgotThe perfect planIs not the manWho tells youYou are wrongTime has got nothing to do with itTime has got nothing to do with itDisappear into the clearAnd visions understoodWrestle now and shout the vowThe illusion is the painThe illusion is the painTime has got nothing to do with itTime has got nothing to do with itTime has got nothing to do with itTime has got nothing to do with itTime has got nothing to do with itTime
