Got The Time Lyrics

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 hay 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!

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 us

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