[Intro — 170 BPM, frantic technical metal; tiny sinister guitar motif, abrupt stop] Tick-tock! Tick-tock! The universe is running late! [Verse 1] I checked the clock, it checked me back The hands are crawling off the track The seconds squeal, the minutes flee But I've got one thing left to see The galaxies can wait outside I've got a little world to tidy Before I pull the cosmic thread And make the arrow of time drop dead [Pre-Chorus — rhythmic fake-out, sudden silence] Wait... Did somebody boil the kettle? [Blast beat returns] I've got time! I've got time! At least I've got a little time! [Chorus — huge harmonized guitars] It's time for tea! Before I erase eternity! One little cup, then reality Can lose its temporal machinery! Time for tea! Let causality wait for me! If past and future cease to be I'll have my tea beforehand, obviously! [Verse 2 — rapidly shifting accents] I stir the spoon, the planets spin I take a sip, the stars go dim A teaspoon circles clockwise twice And suddenly causation pays the price The dinosaurs are almost here The future hasn't happened yet The present's hanging by a thread And someone's asking: "Milk or sugar?" [Miniature drum solo] [Sinister cartoon guitar motif] Milk! [Crushing riff] SUGAR! [Tempo suddenly doubles] BOTH! [Instrumental — virtuosic transformation of the sinister motif] The tiny silly melody becomes a serious, soaring technical guitar theme with harmonized leads, diminished runs, tritone leaps, octave jumps, and rapid chromatic sequences. [Bridge — half-time, enormous guitars] I could stop the clocks I could fold the years I could take the universe And disappear I could silence every tick Erase every yesterday But there is one important thing That I have to do today [Whispered] Finish my tea. [Sudden silence] [Soft guitar] Because if time is going away... [Single distorted chord] ...I don't want it going to waste. [Explosive return — 170 BPM] [Chorus] It's time for tea! Before I erase eternity! One little cup, then reality Can lose its temporal machinery! Time for tea! Let causality wait for me! I'll drink the last drop patiently Then remove time from the equation completely! [Breakdown — absurdly heavy, rhythmic vocal accents] NO. MORE. SECONDS. NO. MORE. YEARS. NO. MORE. BEFORE. OR. AFTER. [Pause] One. Last. Sip. [Massive riff] GOODBYE, TIME! [Finale — increasingly chaotic technical metal] The clocks are melting! The calendars scream! The future is folding! The past is a dream! The seconds are nowhere! The hours are gone! The universe freezes— [Sudden stop] —right when I wanted another one. [Quiet cartoonishly sinister guitar motif] ...Oh. [Final crushing chord] I should've made a bigger pot. [Outro — tiny guitar melody fading into silence] Tick... Tock... Tea.
