ZANG TUUMB TUM DISCOGRAPHY “…or the imagination”

Sign o the times


Time
Oh yeah

In France a skinny man died of the big disease with a litte name
By chance his girlfriend came across a needle and soon she did the same
At home there are seventeen-year-old boys and their idea of fun
Is being in a gang called The Disciples, high on Crack and toting a machine gun

Time

Hurricane Annie ripped the ceiling off a church and killed everyone inside
You turn on the telly and every other story is telling you somebody died
Sister killed here baby ’cause she could affort to feed it and we’re sending people to the moon
In September my cousin tried Reefer for the very first time, now he’s doing Horse, it’s June

Time

It’s silly no, when a rocket ship explodes and everybody still wants to fly
Some say a man ain’t happy unless a man truly dies
Oh why
Tell me why
Why
Time

Time

Tell me why
Oh why
Oh why
Oh time

Baby make a speech, Star Wars fly, neighbours just shine it on
But if a night falls and then a bomb falls will anybody see the dawn
I said sign of the times mess with your mind, hurry before it’s too late
Let’s fall in love, get married, have a baby
We’ll call him Nate if it’s a boy

Oh yeah
I said, oh yeah

Time
Time

Some say a man ain’t happy and that ain’t so
Tell me why
Oh why
Oh why
Oh why
Time

Time
Time

High on crack and toting a machine gun
Time
Sign of the times
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