Got The Time

Give it to me

As the 40-year-old man
Walks in after a long day
His 8-year-old son, asks him
Daddy do you want to go play
He leans over to whisper something in his ear
Something the 8 year was never ready to hear

He said I’m tired of this bullshit these political views
I’m tired of my taxes not put to better use
Oh, someone come and help us everywhere you look there's crime
Oh Lord come and save us where running out of time

The 8-year-old boy
Confused and shocked
Ride his bicycle to Danny and Thando
Around the block
He says guys, we’ve got a problem
My dad’s really sad
And Thando said hey man
My dad’s also really mad
Are they fighting each other again?
Yeah, they’re fighting

I’m so sick and tired of this bullshit these political views
I’m tired of my taxes not put to better use
Oh, someone come and help us everywhere you look there's crime
Oh Lord come and save us where running out of time
Out of time

So, take my hand
Let’s start a band
We can try and fix this land
In a way South Africans understand

Yoh boys
Yeah I’m crying man
Come on, come on let’s change it
Let’s go back to the story boys
Sorry ma

So the 8-year-old boy
Goes back to his dad
With a written speech
He’s holding in his hand
He takes a deep breath
And stands on the bed
And this is a speech an 8-year-old South African kid read

Dad, I know your tired of this country and all its kak
But just remember

This is our fucking bullshit our political views
This is our fucking taxes not put to better use
So, no one’s coming to help us with this fucking crime
But were gonna save it 'cause we’ve got the time
Got the time

This is our fucking bullshit our political views
It’s our fucking taxes not put to better use
So, no one’s coming to help us with this fucking crime
But were gonna save it 'cause we’ve got the time