Lyrics

Sometimes a man feels like his days are numbered
When he starts asking himself, "just what's the pirnt?"
When he looks over his shoulder
And sees all that precious time that he's burnt
Looks like there's not much time left to kill
I'm not quite over it but I'm definitely on that hill — hoo!

My name is MHJ but most people Better Call Saul
Fools rush in but this fool's at a crawl
I see the end is nearing and it's coming after all
I see the end is nearing and it's coming after Saul
It's coming but I'm going, it's faster but I'm slowing
It's time to pull the chute but there's so much left to do!

You're not even old, fool! That's silly don't you see?
You can write this song when you turn 93
Ain't time to stop your playing, you better get "todaying"!
You're running outta runway, you're running outta time
Running outta runway, and I never quite took flight
Running outta runway, in the end I feel alone
Running outta runway, gonna take my broom and go home
Running outta runway, running outta time

Feels like I was born this afternoon
But I fell out when Neil touched the moon
I wear LL Bean but I'm more LL Been
I wonder where all that precious time went?
Elwood to Hazlewood, "My Autumn's Done Come"
Your "smileage" may vary so you may as well have fun

You're not even old, fool! That's silly don't you see?
You can write this song when you turn 93
Ain't time to stop your playing, you better get "todaying"
You're running outta runway, you're running outta time
Running outta runway, and I never quite took flight
Running outta runway, in the end I feel alone
Running outta runway, gonna take my broom and go home

Running outta time, yeah, I'm gonna go home
Like a countrified Wang Chung
Running outta runway, running outta time
Like a countrified Wang Chung, like a Twang Chung
Gonna twang all day, just me and Special K
Gonna twang all day, TWANG! TWANG! TWANG!
Me and Special K, me and MHJ!

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