The Broken Family Band - (I Don't Have the Time To) Mess Around lyrics

There's an ache creeping through my bones And a lake of blood filling my home I don't have the time to mess around There's a dog sleeping in my bed If I tickle his balls he gives me sweet head So I don't have the time to mess around You can send me flowers, but I won't arrange them You can call me on the telephone at a sensible time There's a beast and he's banging on my door All my teeth lay scattered on the floor I don't have the time to mess around I'm done with the non-essential tasks Oh and the making of a thing that cannot last I don't have the time to mess around You can send me flowers, but I won't arrange them You can call me on the telephone at a sensible time You can send me flowers, but I won't arrange them, oh no You can call me on the telephone at a sensible time You can call me on the telephone at a sensible time