By The Time I Get To Wherever I’m Going – Morrissey

By the time I get to wherever I’m going
By the time I get to wherever I’m going

There will be no time
There will be no time left with which to
Meet you and talk about logic
And have you on the low

Should there come a time
I make use of all of this knowledge
That I drag behind
Like traps, like scraps, like baggage

There will be no time
There will be no time left with which to
Meet you and talk about logic
And have you on the low

There will be no time
There will be no time
No time left to have you on the low