Hurry up
I'm not going to get there
Now I can't stop
I don't have
Time to loose
I can't even look at you
Hurry up
The alarm's already gone
Even closing time.
Their days are a chaotic
Impossible to get out
I'm going to find a way out
Hurry up, without a break
I'll go through life
Until I understand it1
The strawberries
Must mature
And the birds must emigrate
The stones
mm have to roll along
In order to be well rounded
I'm going to find a way out
Hurry up, without a break
I'll go through life
Until I understand it
Hurry up
I've got no patience
I want it all now
Hurry up
Hurry up
Hurry up
Hurry up
Hurry up
Hurry up
1. Whatever ‘it’ is, it's not life because it doesn't agree.