Text: Ralfe Band. Swords. Arrow And Bow.

Time waits for no man, time waits for no man time, waits for no man, he's following you in his black van... When I found you in the north field, when I found you in the north field, when I found you in the north field, you were laughing but your lips were sealed. Where the rats do play we'll go with our ten foot arrow and bow...