Shout, everybody shout, "Hey waiter!
I want in, I want out, hey jailer!"
Run, walk this way, that way, buy a paper
Or reach easy down on your knees, for later

Go cat go!
That message you run
Is going to be a make-or-breaker
Zoom, zoom!

Now I am a one-man survey team from Labour
I am studying you city types' behaviour
Hey girl, this opinion poll, you can't wait, huh?
Perhaps I'll flee my bench to chase her

Go cat go!
In bitching hour
Go grab your wings to chase her

You've sold your time but I still got mine
I'm from the spare-part pile, want to see my
Licence to kill time?

The shows tonight will close tonight, see you later
The efficient sweep will wash the streets safer
From the rush-hour crush to the empty square I'll wait here
And the b-line, c-line, d-line, three-line breaker

Go cat go!
In the spillage hour
Everybody's going as if they'll get there later - yep!

You've sold your time but I still got mine
I'm from the spare-part pile, want to see my
Licence to kill time?

Kill time
Dali melts it

Arnie Pauly
To be an agitator
Arnie Pauly
And someone's left the paper
Arnie Pauly
To be an agitator
Arnie Pauly, Pauly
Someone's left their paper

Shout, everybody shout, "Hey waiter!
I want in, I want out, hey jailer!"
Run, walk this way, that way, buy a paper
Or reach easy down on your knees, for later

And the b-line, c-line, a-line, free-line, hard-line, best-line, left-line, fine-line breaker


Lyrics submitted by Mellow_Harsher

Kill Time song meanings
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