The Man Before Man
So it turns out that we're done before we've even had a chance to start
I can't say that I'm surprised although I'd really like an explaination
I feel like a man out of time
And its always time I'm racing after
You should really be here with me
And now there's a vacancy
Get out get out
(Get out get out)
Come on come on
(Come on come on)
We've got to get away from here
Get out get out
(Get out get out)
Come on come on
(Come on come on)
We've got to get away from here
We're out of time
We're out of time
We're out of time
We're out of time
You're turning back the clock but it's fighting you with every second
The walls are closing in and there's something below us that's pulling everything down
We might be running out of time
And someone on the outside had better hurry
This space is getting cramped
It's time to jet, it's time to go
Let's leave it all behind
Get out get out
(Get out get out)
Come on come on
(Come on come on)
We've got to get away from here
Get out get out
(Get out get out)
Come on come on
(Come on come on)
We've got to get away from here
We're out of time
We're out of time
We're out of time
We're out of time
Get out get out
(Get out get out)
Come on come on
(Come on come on)
We've got to get away from here
Get out get out
(Get out get out)
Come on come on
(Come on come on)
We've got to get away from here
Writer/s: Sam Bowers
