5Th Floor (from the Street)

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