Take Five Songtext

Sixteen born, and sixteen died Should I laugh, I could have cried I'm no saver, and I'm no lie This is the art of staying alive Alive, and I'm tired of telling time, Take Five Going down, and I'm in doubt, There's so much of this about, We the heroes, wonder why This is the art of staying alive Alive, and I'm tired of telling time, Take Five Find the lady, find her crown, Ask her just what is allowed, There's only so much I can buy This is the art of staying alive Alive, and I'm tired of telling time, Take Five God got up so early, so he missed the crowd, Saw me playing dirty while, a guest in his house, Ask me what the matter was, I swore that I lied Remember the art, remember the art of staying alive Alive, and I'm tired of telling time, Take Five I was on the phone, to my mother's son, I tell you not my brother, but the other one, He said there's a reason, and it's good to cry Remember the art, remember the art of staying alive Alive, and I'm tired of telling time, Take Five