What time is it?
Four thirty
It´s not late, naw, naw,
Just early, early, early

President, he sweat through his talcum
News paper man, he watch like a falcon
"Ah, look...daddy-o...sorry, Mr. President...where ya been?"
Use a little english to doctor the spin

What time is it?
Four thirty
It´s not late, naw, naw,
just early, early, early

It´s my bread and butter
Ain´t got no other
It´s on the TV
The spin´s on me...

Ayatollah, he´s hopping mad
Jibber about some damn jihad
Send me back to old Baghdad
Spin Doctor its oh so sad

What time is it?
Four thirty
It´s not late, naw, naw,
Just early, early, early

It´s my bread and butter
Ain´t got no other
It´s on the TV
The spin´s on me...


I´ve been thinking lately
How to get you off my line
Don´t seem all that easy but it
Feels alright
I´ve gotten rid of expectations
that I used to have
And we don´t get along and it really ain´t so bad

Somewhere in between the blue & the red
"This is temporary," is all she said
Someday things may be a little better than before
All these mysteries and they´re knocking at my door

Alone in my room
I lay awake and dream
I´m sleeping half awake I got to
Try to explain
That I don´t need your love and it
Means this much to me
I don´t need your love woman won´t you see

Somewhere in between the blue & the red
"This is temporary," is all she said
Someday things may be a little better than before
All these mysteries and they´re knocking at my door

She must not realize
What this means to me
I figured out her disguise
Hey, mama, I´m not dreaming
(she´s way off reality)

I´ve been thinking lately
How to get you off my line
Don´t seem all that easy but it
Feels alright
I´ve gotten rid of expectations
That I used to have
And we don´t get along and it really ain´t so bad