Текст: Liz Phair. Don't Have Time.

Take a look around this is what it's now
It's a little bridge now, baby it's a little bridge now
Just a photograph kinda makes me laugh
It's a little kid now, baby some little kid

If I could solve your problems what do you think I would be
One stupid seagull picking styrofoam up out of the sea?
Don't have time don't have time, don't have time for all your problems
Why don't you solve them?

Take a look around, this is what it's now
It's a little bridge now, baby it's a little bridge now
Just a photograph kinda makes me laugh
It's a little kid now pudgy, dumb little kid

If I could solve your problems, what do you think I would see?
All of my beautiful banquet receipts have been laid out for me
It's been played out for me

Don't have time for your fear and your tea and your queer little feats
And your joy and your sweet little boy and you're trapped in your sphere
I'm sorry but no one's home

I couldn't hear you and now I think I've lost you
I could've made it easier and you would think that's good
Don't remember feeling older any worse than feeling wooden and alone
Wooden and alone