Timestretched

There's not enough hours in the day 
To say all that I want to say 
There's not enough days in the week 
And weeks go by quicker than drunks knock back liquor 
There's not enough weeks in the month 
To do all that needs to be done 
There's not enough months in the year 
And years disappear like the bubbles in my beer 

Timestretched 
There's not enough lines on the stave 
To capture the music I crave 
There's not enough strings to my bow 
And even the barmen know extracts from Carmen 
There's not enough notes in this scale
It feels like I'm chasing my tail 
There's not enough beats in the bar 
And bars get too busy with folks asking "is he