Today I made a toast, to Marlowe, Potter, Fletcher and me
And I really scraped the barrel for words which held sincerity
Real writers eat their young: exploit anybody, aim to win
I'm not as hungry as I could be, but I'm famed for my thick skin
Waste not, want not, no time like the present one we got
Waste not, want not, no time like today
Ted Fletchers legs were weak, he spent his autumn years indoors
and poor old Phil and Dennis had it too bad to ignore
Will I learn from their 'afflictions'? Have I learned from my mistakes?
I'm praying this is not another hollow 'seize the day'
Waste not, want not, no time like the present one we got
Waste not, want not, no time like today
Waste not, want not, no time like the present one we got
Waste not, want not, no time like today
This one's for my uncle Ted
He had a big heart and a baldy head
I'm tangled up in my own safety net
I'll take what comfort I can get today
This one's for my uncle Ted
He had a big heart and a baldy head
I'm tangled up in my own safety net
I'll take what comfort I can get
This one's for my uncle Ted
He had a big heart and a baldy head
I'm tangled up in my own safety net
I'll take what comfort I can get
This one's for my uncle Ted
He had a big heart and a baldy head
I'm tangled up in my own safety net
I'll take what comfort I can get
This one's for my uncle Ted
He had a big heart and a baldy head
I'm tangled up in my own safety net
I'll take what comfort I can get today

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