Present Time - Louden Swain

I headed down to the country store with a head full of bubble bees

Got a date with the magistrate in the garden of the

I got lost in the candy mart had to call for a helping hand

Well there's a map into my heart and there's room for another friend

But I see

Ain't no more room on this boat

And there'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

I got stuck in the veggie isle had to hiccup on my junior mints

Had to put back the 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

Just stop your boat

Ain't no more room on this boat

And there'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

Moving on with my eager eye make a motion for a summary

I take a look at my brother's weight and remember life accordingly

I got a pillow for my good side and a little bit of Ambien

I'm gonna sleep on the cozy ride and set the soundtrack to ambient

Just play me or don't

I got fat to carry this load

And there'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 time

Ain't no time like the present

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

Ain't no time like the present

Here we go

Ain't no time like the present