Music and words by Dan Rathbun

Before time was commodified
We traveled to the homes of
those who had the money
to trade for our labor.
I like to feed my family.
I like to work at the
factory when I can.
On days when they don’t need me,
I go to a place and I sell
my time to a man.
I go to the Time Master.
I step through a door and the
work day disappears.
My life is going faster.
I don’t know where it went,
but I payed the rent.
Time Master Time Master,
Selling my life away.
Live faster live faster, but I didn’t
live today.
I went to the Time taker.
He took my time then he
told me to take a nap.
I went to the Slime Raker.
When I come out I always
feel like crap.
I went to the Time Crafter.
And bought the time to enjoy
the finer things in life.
I don’t know what I’m after.
I only know I’m gonna
get all I can.
Time maker Time taker,
Give it I want it back.
Time trader Life raider,
Color another day black.
Time seller Time seller, Who
the fuck sprained my back?
Time giver my sliver,
Cut me a little slack.
My friend the Time Master
he said to me:
“Before I buy your time sign
on the dotted line.
It says that any physical
or mental injury
incurred by any purchasers
of your time
shall reside in perpetuity
within the body of the
purchasee…..
yes that would be you….
Sorry sucker.”
Time maker Time taker,
You give it and take away.
Time giver Dry river,
If somebody’s ready to pay.
Long laster Green pasture,
I’m trying to stay on top.
Last gasper Gas masker,
When is it going to stop?
Time master Time master,
Selling my life away.
Live faster Live faster,
but I didn’t live today.