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Time Out

Joe Walsh

The Best of Joe Walsh

1978

Goin' through the motions 
Tryin' not to snore 
Didn't know the gun was loaded 
Rowin' through the ocean
Caught without an oar 
Someone said

Fascist Christ

Todd Rundgren

No World Order Lite

1994

Movin' in next door, searchin' from floor to floor
You know what they're lookin' for
Someone's always keepin' score every time you dip the oar

Love

of straw and
patient animals standing around.  The mother nods by the side
of the child.  Suddenly she wakes from her lightish doze, sees
them, shrieks

I'd Cross the Wild Atlantic

Andy M. Stewart

By the Hush

bay
And my crew are the bravest ever handled an oar
And not by the tempest, they laugh at its roar

No ballroom can tempt me nor raise my despair
For

Time Out

Joe Walsh

So What

1975

Goin' through the motions 
Tryin' not to snore 
Didn't know the gun was loaded 
Rowin' through the ocean
Caught without an oar 
Someone said

got my horse high
Anti-racist, hype up my on traits
But when the cops roll by I become White
Peaceful except when I punch, right?
Anarchist, all of this

Hand-organs remind me of beasts. Art consists
in stirring from time to time. We are affected ...

by silence, seen threatening people. After
another, before

do
As the waves do
Adrift on the memories
Of a time spent with you
A fool for seduction
Was a word of it true?
Time passes by
How I was such a fool
I

Leisureforce

Aesop Rock

Skelethon

the galley
With undead orcs pulling oars through the algae
Smash cut to a smoke-bombed quarantine
Guards like "all signs correlate with sorcery"
It's more

Moving with it steady
See you coming over slow
Tell me when it's time to go
Only one that I see
Maybe this could be
 
Right place right time
Right place

It's time to drink beer

When the shit hits the fan
Up shit creek we go
A paddle a must
And oar don't you know

Without it we flail
And splash all around

wounded whithering warlords/
step fourth /
with shields shimmering/
300 brethren slain/
que passages of sealed fates/
their souls bound by mother time

All in the Golden Afternoon

Alphaville

Prostitute

1994

All in the golden afternoon full leisurely we glide 
For both our oars, with little skill, by little arms are plied 
While little hands make vain

Off the shore to the storm, sales rise at night. 
Oars rattle, there’ll be a battle – why it feels so right?

Raiders of the night. Follow the light.

nothing before its time
Nothing before its time
Nothing before its time, nothing before its 


I can't explain it, its just a feeling when the air's right

Man it's been a long time on the road and I'm where I stand
Cause my mind had to grow to prepare the man
And my life's been a role if you care

a fuck too many times
Will you save me if I'm wrong?
Can you point me in the right direction?
I messed up
Sometimes, yeah, I bet, huh?
I can stay

but at the same time he thinks that he can't be without
Those demons that he can't sleep without
At the same time, that he won't speak about
Those cries

time slippin' by me, time, all this

Time slips right by me
Time slips right by me
Time slips right by me
All this time slippin' by me, time slippin' by

Towards the unholy we're grasping the oars to battle we cannot delay
As tempests move swiftly with terrible force destined to wash us away

Time is short

hear me complain
Cause I have you by my side
If tomorrow rains
You won't hear me complain
Cause I have you by my side
I'm just punching time with nothing

locked up, loaded down
and i'm short a try

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Different version of song performed by OAR at Northberg

should paint a eye on the front door
I should tell time by the sun more
I want a flaming arrow shot
Into a creeping raft
I'm kidding I just want

of glass - Transparency
Memories of light shaking the soul to the core
Floating by like a boat with no oar
Fallen on the floor lies my patience for tomorrow