(Verse 1 - Tom Scott)

We on a world tour with Muhammad my man

Two dozen in the chilly bin and one in my hand, with no plan

Whole band crammed up in the van, with no fan just fam

Livin' off of the land like Bear Grylls, sellin' tea like sellin' P

With bare skills, turnin' melody to celery then turn that

Into yellow E and LSD, sniffin' like I had a allergy for reality, alright

Just another Saturday night, havin' the best time that I ever had

In my life travellin' like light through space leave no trace

Pack the suitcase, get paid, jet next day, and

If he don't pay then we don't play, just pack our shit and relocate

I ain't got no money but I'll be okay, even though I ain't slept

In three whole days, I say

(Hook)

Time don't wait for no one

So I'm packing my bags

And I, and I, and I'll be gone tomorrow

And I don't know when I'll be back (so long, so long, so long)

See I've got to live my life the way that I want

But you know (you know) that I will (I will)

Miss you when I'm gone, but time don't wait

(Verse 2 - Tom Scott)

So we giggin’ every night like a Broadway performer

Horsed before four but still rockin' like quarter

Still perform four 'til they call for encore

Then give them four more, then cord the mic cord up

It's life, profession, twenty four seven

As soon as the jet gets in we text the sound tech then

Check the mic, check in check out, next second

Livin' like Def Leppard, drinkin' like Led Zeppelin all night!

Horse life, Beanstalk climbing

Fly Buys sky high goodbye North Island I'm leavin'

No time for high horse ridin', I'm speedin

Cos life's short like Paul Simon, so I'm livin' mine

It's time to hit the dirt road, slap hands with the fans

Singin' in the first row, like chur bro, we out, that's that

Bags packed, blow the gunk out my nose and we gapped

(Hook)

I say Time don't wait for no one

So I'm packing my bags

And I, and I, and I'll be gone tomorrow

And I don't know when I'll be back (so long, so long, so long)

See I've got to live my life the way that I want

But you know (you know) that I will (I will)

Miss you when I'm gone, but time don't wait

(Verse 3 - Tom Scott)

We go Christchurch, Dunedin, NP, out to PN

See we go Queenstown, for the season

Take it out to Great Barrier for the weekend

Doin' it for H-Town, and [?]

Mount Taranaki, Mount Vic, and Mount Eden

It's goin' out to every town that we been in

For this place that we all call New Zealand

Time don't wait!