All This Stuff Takes Time Lyrics - Singles - Arlo Guthrie

words and music by Arlo Guthrie 

It ain't so much the boredom 

But the fire in her soul 

That made her life unbearable 

While living in that hole 

Of her dark surburban nightmare 

'Till she went to see the Dead 

And the self esteem she valued 

Was immediately spent 

And she had no one to turn to 

So she just turned off her mind 

She's a well adjusted wanderer 

But all this stuff takes time 

On the streets of old Wyoming 

There's a couple from L.A. 

They are post-environmentalists 

Looking for to stay 

'Till their friends all come to join them 

In the quest for air to breathe 

And when it gets too crowded 

They will just pick up and leave 

Like they did in New York City 

When the coast seemed quite sublime 

It don't take much but money 

And money just takes time 

Marie is on the lounge chair 

Draped around the pool 

Avoiding almost anyone who'd 

Desecrate he cool 

It's the reason she's attractive 

She's already self abused 

And her pride won't feel the loneliness 

That comes with being used 

She's the center of the universe 

For which she was designed 

Until she wakes up wandering 

Why all this stuff takes time