All Kinds Of Time Lyrics - Welcome Interstate Managers - Fountains Of Wayne

The clock's running down 

The team's losing ground to the opposing defense 

The young quarterback waits for the snap 

When suddenly it all starts to make sense 

He's got all kinds of time 

He's got all kinds of time 

All kinds of time 

He's got all kinds of time 

All kinds of time 

He takes a step back, he's under attack 

But he knows that no one can touch him now 

He seems so at ease 

A strange inner peace is all that he's feeling somehow 

He's got all kinds of time 

He's got all kinds of time 

All kinds of time 

He's got all kinds of time 

All kinds of time 

He thinks of his mother 

He thinks of his bride to be 

He thinks of his father 

His two younger brothers 

Gathered around the widescreen TV 

He looks to the left 

He looks to the right 

And there in a golden ray of light 

Is his open man just like he planned 

The whole world is his tonight 

He's got all kinds of time 

He's got all kinds of time 

All kinds of time 

He's got all kinds of time 

All kinds of time