Well, my life is a machine,
But the machine has got some bugs,
Well, it’s nice to know when thing’s gettin’ slow
I can move them along with drugs.

And there’s drugs that make you peppy,
And there’s drugs that make you sleep,
But you will not find, any drug of a kind that doesn’t
      get you in trouble deep.
It’s just a matter of time, just a matter of time,
      just a matter of time.

When I’m feeling short of energy,
And I’m feeling short of will,
Well, it’s nice to know when thing’s getting low
I can up on a little pill.

And it puffs my little life up,
Just like a pocket stuffed with cash,
But though I’m feeling fine, I see down the line,
And I know I’m-a-gonna crash!
It’s just a matter of time, just a matter of time,
      just a matter of time.

Well, my friends think I’m addicted,
I take a different pill each day,
Well they will not believe it’s not a physical need,
It's that I just wanna have my way.

But the truth is I haven’t licked it,
I see the writing on the wall,
Though my life has bugs, the only good drug is
Not any drug at all!
It’s just a matter of time, just a matter of time,
      just a matter of time.

© 2010