Jon English - Minutes To Midnight
Well you can write to me
your truth and happenin's insi-ide
Or sell me a world
that I don't need
then hitch a ri-ide
The driver laughs
we chase behind
trying to match his pace
You change our heads
and you make our beds
It's a hopeless race
You're getting it all your way
you can't tell wrong from right
And right now you've got to pay
because right now
it's minutes to midnight
Well you can tell me
all abou-out politics and kings
Or the price of cars
and whisky jars
and a million other thi-ings
But it seems to me my friend
a lot of lines are left unsai-aid
When the speaker has the only key
to get inside his hea-ead
You're getting it all your way
you can't tell wrong from right
But right now you've got to pay
because right now
it's minutes to midnight
yeah-eah……
No use in getting uptight
no use in starting a fight
It's up to you now to make it alright
Your clocks reading minutes to midnight
You're speaking too late
Take my money
spend my life and do my thinking for me
Negotiate and sell my time
till we come down from the tree
You just stand with a book
in your hand walking my high wire
And lead our way for all who pay
from frying pan to fire
You're getting it all you're way
you can't tell wrong from right
And right now you've got to pay
because right now
it's minutes to midnight
It's getting too late
No use in getting uptight
no use in starting a fight
It's up to you now
to make it alright
Your clock's reading minutes to midnight
No use in getting uptight
no use in starting a fight
It's up to you now
to make it alright
Your clock's reading minutes to midnight
No use in getting uptight
no use in starting a fight
It's up to you now
to make it alright
Your clock's reading minutes to midnight