No Time by Adam Parry

Quick! There's no time to be wasted.
Run fast for the train, get on the bus pulling the day.
All the cars full of people are racing away, but we'll all
go together as slow as can be.
All over the city, all over the land
the lame and the useless are all holding hands,
whilst the rich and the beautiful
follow along and pitifully say
they don't know the way.
The joggers are running
and the sprinters don't quit.
Now the old man on the corner
has run out of booze, but follows the people for
he has nothing to lose. So.
Quick! Put on your glad rags, while music is still
playing, say one last goodbye to the sun and the stars
nod to the morning, don't lock up your house lock up the home
forget all those sadnesses - and pick up your bags.