What's gone is well behind her
And the future's trying to find her
Leastways she's still blind to it anyhow
She will waste no sorrow thinking about tomorrow
Because baby all she's got is right now
And it's now now.
The clock is ticking it's ticking tone
And she's alone
Thinking 'bout home
Something tapped her on the shoulder
Leaned in real close and told her
"Now go tell everybody how much you've grown"
What's gone is twisted history
Lovesongs from a murder mystery
What comes she can't can't imagine anyhow
She will waste no sorrow thinking about tomorrow
Because baby all she's got is right now
And it's now now
It's been a long time since they called you young
Would you rather be shot or hung?
When did you stop beating yr wife?
What do you really think of yr life?
What's gone is all around her
And the future will astound her
Cause she knows it's gonna work out fine somehow
She will waste no sorrow thinking about tomorrow
Because baby all she's got is right now
And it's now now
(from the CD "The Panicking of Animals")
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