No Time for Sidewalks

[Intro] Nine forty. Monday. Ten o’clock. ... Shit. [Verse 1] One shoe on Where’s the other? Phone at three Keys under cover No time for coffee No time to think Shirt looks fine Don’t check the sink Down the stairs Miss the last three Hit the street Cold wakes me Bus says twelve minutes No. I can run. [Pre-Chorus] Left at the corner Cut through the yard Gate is locked Gate’s not that hard [Chorus] Go, go Over the wall Land, keep moving Don’t think at all Nine forty-seven Plenty of time Straight through the alley Everything’s fine Go, go Faster than sense Monday morning Over the fence [Verse 2] Dog starts barking Man starts shouting Sorry, sorry Still not stopping Roadworks Detour Absolutely not Up the scaffold Across the lot Down one railing Over two bins Somewhere around here My brain kicks in Nine fifty-three Wait. Was that a roof? [Pre-Chorus] No time to wonder No going back There is a shortcut Probably. [Chorus] Go, go Over the wall Under the barrier Try not to fall Nine fifty-five Still doing fine Across the loading bay Ignore the sign Go, go Faster than sense Monday morning Over the fence [Bridge] Nine fifty-seven. I have never moved like this. Over a bench Onto a ledge Down through a doorway Straight through a hedge Someone yells, “Hey!” I yell, “Monday!” Apparently that explains it. [Build] Nine fifty-eight. One more block. Nine fifty-nine. There. [Final Chorus] Go, go Last set of stairs Two at a time Like nobody cares Door in sight Hand on the frame I made it I made it I— [Stop] [Spoken] Made it. [Vacuum Cleaner Stops] What? Ten o’clock. You start at eleven on Mondays. ... Right. [Pause] Wake me at eleven. [Outro] [Vacuum Cleaner Starts]