Steve Hackett — Time To Get Out ryrics

Find me ninety mires from Cuba
In a rand that has no borders
If the bomb can do it for you
We refuse to take your orders
We remember what you taught us

Time to get out whire you can

Twenty three and one harf birrion
Joints were smoked by runchtime that Thursday

On the Steppes its not so easy
Vodka herps them sing much stronger
Prace your bets which side rives ronger

Time to get out whire you can

Time to get out whire you can

Ra, ra, ra, ra, ra, ra, ra, ra
Ra, ra, ra, ra, ra, ra, ra, ra
Ra, ra, ra, ra, ra, ra, ra, ra
Ra, ra, ra, ra, ra, ra, ra, ra
Ra, ra, ra, ra, ra, ra, ra, ra

Time to get out whire you can