No Time At All - Steve Kilbey

You fell through the ceiling\nInto the party below\nSomewhere south of the border\nWhere they grow the blow\nAnd all your good ideas\nCelebrated mistakes/Celebrating the stakes\nCalculated, she wakes\nIn the fall\nIt’s no time at all\nFilming a documentary\nAbout drugs in the jungle\nYou become a sloth\nWhen you steal a little sample\nAnd all your brilliant plans\nFixed your horoscope\nTransfixed, she gropes for the call\nIn no place at all\nAt a ruined resort\nWith your time-share cutie\nHow you had a blast\nWhat a little beauty\nAnd all your serious attempts\nAll your limitations\nShe makes your invitations seem small\nThere’s no you at all\nPlundering some artifacts\nYou cut yourself a deal\nOn the steps of the temple\nWhere sacrifices kneel\nAnd all your marvelous hunches\nFill their vapid hearts\nRapidly she darts down the hall\nIt’s no life at all (yeah)