Well if it ain't your time to go
Then you better stay put for now
Cos everybody's gotta do their time until it's time
And if it ain't broken then break it
And say you knew me way back when
When fools were fools
And all the rest was slime waiting to be defiled
Well I could hang up my shingle out by the side of the road
And try to bang a blame out of the cinders you left behind
Like a driftwood in the night
That was washed up by the light
Now the moon that bleached my bones
Then sent me to the pile
Mustard in your smile
Land a hand on the radio dial
And the breezes of the season have blown us back to hell
It's a stolen telephone that I dial blind and alone
Just to hear the voice of a bargain center soul
Now the deserts are in flames
And the bandages are the same
And the factory's casualties are looking for mangled jewels
Well if it ain't your time to go
Then you better stay put for now
Cos everybody's gotta put their hand upon the hand of the clock
Like the minds of misers grinding down their gears to a halt
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APPEARS ON:
KCRW: 1996-06-19
Unreleased Material
DATE RECORDED:
June 19th 1996
LENGTH:
2:44
OTHER TITLES:
If It Ain't Your Time To Go
Ain't Your Time To Go
WRITTEN BY:
Beck Hansen
STUDIO:
KCRW
PERFORMERS:
Beck Hansen
Vocals, Acoustic Guitar
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