Don't Hug Me I'm Scared 2 Lyrics

Lyrics to Don't Hug Me I'm Scared 2
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Lyrics
Come
on
guys
stop
mucking
around.
We
only
have
five
minutes
until
our
show
is
on.
That's
not
enough
time.
There
is
always
time
for
a
song.
What?
Who
is
that?
Time
is
a
tool
you
can
put
on
the
wall
or
wear
it
on
your
wrist.
The
past
is
far
behind
us.
The
future
doesn't
exist.
Oh.
What's
the
time?
It's
quarter
to
nine.
Time
to
have
a
bath.
What
do
Lyrics
you
mean?
We're
already
clean.
Scrub
scrub
scrub
'til
the
water's
brown.
Time
is
a
ruler
to
measure
the
day.
It
doesn't
go
backwards
only
one
way.
Watch
it
go
round
like
a
merry
go
round.
Going
so
fast
like
a
merry
go
round.
Let's
go
on
a
journey.
A
journey
through
time.
It's
time
that's
changing
all
the
time.
It's
time
to
go
to
time.
But
we
don't
really
want
Lyrics
to.
We're
going
to
miss
our
show.
Don't
be
stupid
friends.
Come
on
it's
time
to
go.
Time
is
old
like
the
Victorian
times.
With
cobbles
and
plague
and
speaking
in
rhymes.
With
cobbles
and
chimneys
and
simpler
time.
With
cobbles
and
sawdust
and
batteries
and
slime.
This
tree
that
is
old
has
circles
inside.
This
tree
that
is
older
has
shriveled
and
died.
The
apple
that's
fresh
is
ripe
to
Lyrics
the
core.
And
I
rot
over
time
and
I'm
not
anymore.
Time
can
be
told
by
the
moon
or
the
sun
but
time
flies
fast
when
you're
having
fun.
Nnh.
There's
a
time
and
a
place
for
mucking
around.
Like
birthdays.
And
camping.
I'm
friends
with
my
dad.
And
then
what
happened
after
the
olden
days?
Time
went
new
and
got
old
like
history.
Stuff
from
the
past
went
into
a
Lyrics
mystery.
An
old
man
died.
But
look
a
computer.
Everything's
cool.
It's
the
future.
Time
is
now.
The
future
anew.
Look
at
all
the
wonderful
things
you
can
do.
With
gadgets
and
gizmos
and
email
addresses.
My
dad
is
a
computer.
Look
at
the
time.
It's
quarter
to
eight.
There's
fish
on
my
plate.
It's
twenty
past
day.
There's
fish
on
my
tray.
It's
eleven
to
twelve.
There's
fish
in
the
Lyrics
bath.
It's
nine
thirty.
There's
fish
everywhere.
Fish
everywhere.
Now
you
can
see
the
importance
of
time.
It
helps
us
make
pizza.
It
keeps
things
in
line.
But
when
did
it
start?
And
when
will
it
stop?
Time
is
important
and
I
am
a
clock.
If
we
run
out
of
time
then
where
does
it
go?
Is
time
even
real?
Does
anyone
know?
Maybe
time's
just
a
construct
of
human
perception.
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An
illusion
created
by.
Meh.
Meh.
Meh.
Meh.
Meh.
Meh.
Meh.
Meh.
MEH.
MEH.
MEH.
MEH.
MEH.
MEH.
Sunrise
sunset
night
and
day.
The
changing
seasons.
The
smell
of
hay.
Look
at
your
hair
grow.
Isn't
it
strange
how
time
makes
your
appearance
change?
EENGH.
Make
it
stop.
It's
out
of
my
hands.
I'm
only
a
clock.
Don't
worry.
I'm
sure
you'll
be
fine.
But
eventually
everyone
runs
out
of
time.
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Level 74
May 14, 2017
Yay I'm not the only person morbidly obsessed with DHMIS here!..... Oh, and the "Wnraynk. Wnraynk. Wnraynk..." is better known as "Meh. Meh. Meh...".