"Gotta Have Time" genre: Pop
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	Guitar based rock song with some techno overtones.
	Credits: Lauren Ludwig - vocals; Rob Houghton - programming/instruments/songwriter
	Story Behind the Song I wrote this song in an attempt to write an AC/DC style song. The subject for the song was initially inspired by my kid's constant imposition on my 'music time' - "Dad, could you make me lunch?, "Dad, fix this!", "Dad, I need help with this boss in my game..." arghhhh! It eventually morphed into your typical love/hate song with black humor overtones (a nod to Elvis Costello)... Hope you like it! Lyrics I Don’t Mind Verse: You called me on the phone today Said I’m the only one who could help you out You filled your heart with hard luck deals And your thoughts are filled with doubt. We sat all weekend to talk it out We walked the park for days, days, daze. You cried all night with your heart up on your sleeve But you don’t seem to get there - You call my name every minute of the day But ya‘ don’t seem to care if I go insane - Chorus: I don’t mind if you want me And I don’t mind if they carry me away. I don’t mind if you beat me - But there’s gotta be time to run away Gotta be time to cry Gotta be time to have my way Gotta be time to hide. Verse: A week goes by and you’re still on your game - Yeah, your screaming never seems to go away. A moment comes when you finally ask my mind - But before I speak you’re at it again. My eyes are red, my mind is numb, Yeah, the coffee pot’s burnt to a glaze, glaze, haze… I’ve heard enough, I’m walking out the door, There’s nothing that can keep me. And then I hear you whispering my name, Yeah, you pulled me right back into your crying game. Chorus: I don’t mind if you need me And I don’t mind if you put me up for president. I don’t mind if you mistreat me - But I’ve gotta have time to run away Gotta have time to cry. Gotta have time to have it my way Gotta have time to fly. Middle Section: I didn’t say that I didn’t love you. All I said is that I want my mind. I’m no good without my gray matter baby – try it sometime Did you see it in that book sold on Oprah The part where couples need to be apart to be alive. Do you think that maybe we could find that time now ‘cause – I need room With so little left, I’ve got to get through now With so little left, I’ve got to see you now With so little left, I’ve got to be me so - step out my way The time has come to fly away – You bet, you bet, you bet. Verse: So here we are a full month later I don’t think that Darth Vader could top you now. It’s gotten funny, I’m sorry honey But you make death sound sexy. Please think back to when you seemed so serene - When nothing could upset you, nothing hurt your dreams - It’s been so long and you’ve been so wrong Let those dead dogs lye. I see you smile and you’re coming in close Then you start in with your talking and I’m overdosed. Chorus: I don’t mind if you want me And I don’t mind if they carry me away. I don’t mind if you beat me - But there’s gotta be time to run away I don’t mind if you haunt me And I don’t mind if you burry me for days. I don’t mind if you crate me - But I’ve gotta find time to run away Gotta find time to sigh. Gotta find time not to be brave Gotta find time to get high.

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