I don't mean the city Chicago; I mean that band Chicago.
As I was walking down the street one day
A man came up to me and asked me what
The time was that was on my watch, yeah…And I said"Does anybody really know what time it is
Does anybody really care
If so I can't imagine why
We've all got time enough to cry"
Honestly… something like "Oh, it's quarter past five" would have sufficed. I'm sure the man wasn't particularly pleased to get your depressing ideological lecture in response to a rather simple request.
I was walking down the street one day
A pretty lady looked at me
And said her diamond watch had stopped cold dead…And I said
"Does anybody really know what time it is
Does anybody really care
If so I can't imagine why
We've all got time enough to cry"
Probably not the response the pretty lady was looking for.
I can't help but noticing that our hero is always walking down the street alone. We can assume he doesn't have much in the way of friendship. And it's no surprise. Anytime anybody tries to talk to him, he just bleats morbidly about the futility of time. Can someone get this man a copy of "How To Win Friends and Influence People"?
And I was walking down the street one day
Being pushed and shoved by people trying to
Beat the clock, oh, no I just don't know
I don't know, and I said, yes I said
"Does anybody really know what time it is
Does anybody really care
If so I can't imagine why
We've all got time enough to cry"