Louden Swain - Present Time

Headed down to the country store
With a head full of bumble bees
Got a date with the magistrate

In the garden of the Tuileries
I got lost in the candy mart
Had to call for a helping hand
There's a map leading to my heart
Or there's room for another friend
But it's either, not both
Ain't no more room on this boat

And it's one way to my soul
It's a long walk back from Buffalo
And it's hot highs and tricky lows
But there ain't no time like the present time

Got stuck in the veggie aisle
Had a hiccup on my junior mint
Had to put back my celery
And hang on to my government
Don't believe everything that you read
Said the cover of a magazine
Had to pause while I did the math
Had to take a shot of listerine
You just stop your vote
Ain't no more room on this boat

And it's one way to my soul
It's a long walk back from Buffalo
And it's hot highs and tricky lows
But there ain't no time like the present time

Movin on with my eager eye
Make a motion for a summary
Take a look at my brother's way
Gonna live my life accordingly
I got a pillow for my good side
And a little bit of Ambien
Go to sleep on the cozy ride
Set the sound track to ambient

You just play me
Or don't
I got packed to carry this load

And it's one way to my soul
It's a long walk back from Buffalo
And it's hot highs and tricky lows
But there ain't no time like the present time
Ain't no time like the present time
Ain't no time like the present
Ain't no time like the present time
Ain't no time like the present
Here we go
Ain't no time like the present