Out of time again Out of touch out of contact With those around you Out of time again Painting the small print red to catch in your eye Writing a warning to all those who fail this time He watches us passing he opens the door And counting he'll notice there should be one more Make no mistake there's a welcome waiting for you now Yes i'm late dear mr. Aitch And it's so absurd i laugh out loud Laugh out loud Sleep is for everyone Hearing a distant bell repeatedly ring It calls for attention to your daily life routine I'm asking no favours just five minutes more Ringing the bell replies your plea has been ignored A deadly scrape with Mr. Aitch