Eleanor Friedberger - Singing Time lyrics

You can drive the car so fast you're scared With your new ignition coil And your brand new spare Pa** on the right Dodge the fair He won't be there He won't be there You can turn up your amp Till it hurts your ears Wiggle the cable till the sound is clear Set your alarm Grind your gears He would not hear He would not hear Singing time is over Singing time is over You can cheat and win at Solitaire Hold your breath when you come up for air Offer him your spare air fair He would not care He would not care Hand in hand with his deadly foe You can turn up late And miss the show Or sit in the middle of the very front row He would not know He would not know Singing time is over Singing time is over Let's go my sons Let's go my sons Come on, come on Let's all go home No more, no more One day we will know more Oh but now let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go You can come in first at the spelling bee Or tap dance live on NBC Or read a book with a nominee He would not see He would not see Though the tears stung your eyes As you sold his things at the bring and buy And told him twenty times goodbye He would not cry He would not cry Singing time is over Singing time is over Though neither one had had enough In or out Below above Though you whispered Sweet and soft He would not love He would not love