Oh, build me a time machine, please! I've got to alter my past just a little I've got to change a no to a yes Replace it with a smile at least One night in a kitchen 5th floor from the street If I can come on your trip my friend, he says I'll see what magic I've got Yes, you can kick my behind At just the right time And history will grow into a sweet one And I won't feel so self-reproachful And you'll get rewarded in heaven But can you build me a time machine Mr. Backlineman? I've got to alter my past just a little I've got to change a time and place I could've maybe argued a little less But I'm not sure if that matters now All I know is how I wish I'd been braver I'm not sure heaven's for me, he writes now I can see his smile on my cellular screen There's a special heaven For musicians and crew We'll have a ball up there, me and you I'll read books and write letters home While you'll be down In your very own wine cellar But listen, the birds are already up Good night now, I'm signin' off And by the way thanks You made me feel better But can you build me a time machine Mr. Backlineman, fast! I've got to alter my past just a little I've got to change a no to a yes Replace it with a smile at last! One night in the kitchen But I'm just a kid How I wish I'd been. But I'm just a kid