My Time, Yer Time Lyrics - Gourds

Folds and folds of hurling whirling words come spilling out yer hole 

Dont intellectualize yer eloquent vomit when you rise 

Now peter had paul don't have it I have it have it said i 

In this rolling glowing growing stolen place that don't belong to me 

It ain't funny you say ok I had it up to here with you 

This giddy little lifetime yer time my time don't agree with you 

Some temper axes in the fire some sharpen knives upon a stone 

Some chop up veggies in the hobart some use the bloody robo coup