(CN.C.)Oh yeah,

In France a skin ny man died of a big dis ease with a lit tle name.

By chance his girl friend came a cross a nee dle and soon she did the same.

At home there are sev en teen year old boys and their i de a of fun is be ing in a gang called the Dis ci ples, high on crack, and tot in’ a ma chine gun.

Time,

time.

Hur ri cane An nie ripped the ceil ing off a church and killed ev ’ry one in side.

U turn on the tel ly and ev ’ry oth er sto ry is tell in’ U some bod y died.

Sis ter killed her ba by cuz she could n’t af ford 2 feed it and we’re send ing peo ple 2 the moon.

In Sep tem ber my cous in tried reef er 4 the ver y first time, now he’s do ing horse.

It’s June.

Times,

times.

It’s (Fm11)sil ly, no?

When a rock et ship ex plodes

and ev ’ry bod y still wants 2 fly?

Some say a man ain’t hap py un less a man tru ly (Fm11)dies,

oh, (Gm7)why?

(CN.C.)Time,

time.

Ba by make a speech, star wars fly, neigh bors just shine it on.

But if a night falls and a bomb falls, will an y bod y see the dawn?

Time,

time.

It’s (Fm11)sil ly, when a rock et blows, and ev ’ry bod y still wants 2 fly.

Some say man ain’t hap py, tru ly, ’til man tru ly dies.

Oh why, oh,

oh why,

sign

O’ the times.

Time,

time.

Sign O’ the times mess with your mind, hur ry be fore it’s 2 late.

Let’s fall in love, get mar ried, have a ba by.

We’ll call him Nate

(if it’s a boy.)

Time,

time.

Time,

time.