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Time Seller - The Spencer Davis Group

I know there's a man

Who can sell time

I can take it away and say

That it's mine

He smiles from a distance

And lives in a tree

Holding out a welcome hand,

A fist for you and me

Money is chocolate,

Locked in a silver cloud

Everybody knows but no one is around

There's no tomorrow,

Only today

When it rains,

Rains lemonade

So come with me and meet the man

Whose job it is,

Is selling all this time

Before he spreads his wings and starts

To flying round the sky

People are shadows,

Trapped in a golden well

And only children's lives

Can break this spell

We live in a land

Where the clouds go on trees

Birds sound just like

A clean summer breeze

I know that this man

Who does sell time

Is someone whose life lives in my mind

It's all said to think that

There is such a man

When you're lonely

You can join me in his land

Come with me and meet the man

Whose job it is,

Is selling all this time

Before he spreads his wings and starts

To flying round the sky