(G.Kooymans/B.Hay)
There's no lock on my door
Don't know what bolts are for

I never pay no rent
All I got was heaven sent


Don't need no clocks (tick tock)
To get off my rocks
O, I've got tons of time

Living on coca and lime

You want me to be like you

The truth is, you have no clue
That this life's master plan
Should be enjoyed by man


When I'm on T.V.
You all think I'm a bit funny

Basical and out of time
But it's luxury
Protected from humanity

Don't cost a dime, precious time
There's no jungle blues
Once you kick off them tennis-shoes

Making up your mind in time

One day I will revive

So we can all survive
It's just a matter of time
Oh it's luxury

Protected from humanity
Don't cost a dime, precious time
There's no jungle blues

Once you kick off them tennis-shoes
Making up your mind in time


The priest says I'm out of line
I'm wasting my tons of time
He say I should pray some more

But I don't know what the hell for