The Propagation Congregation

The Propagation Congregation

facebook twitter
Unique - Unclassified | Richmond, Virginia, United States
Total Song Plays: 3,936   
Member Since: 2009
   Last Login: 10/13/2019

Profile    Songs    Photos    Playlists    Comments    Bios    Connections    Endorsements   

Sign up for Broadjam today to follow The Propagation Congregation, and be notified when they upload new stuff or update their news!

Plays:

228

Song Description

Everybody is busy. Cellular phones, emails, texting, have almost replaced face-to-face relationships. Animals still interact as they always did.

Story Behind the Song

The story is that we do not give enough time to personal relationships, in the family and out, business and personal. Animals still interact as they always did.

Playlists this song is on:
Playlist CreatorPlaylist NameDate Added Reverse Sorted
Broadjam Member Reviews

Good song! You have a great voice... love it. And very clever usage of the lyrics: great ability to tell a story.

    - John Douglas
Lyrics



Ain't Nobody Got No Time to Talk to Nobody No Mo'

Ain't nobody got no time to talk to nobody no mo'
You call them up on the telephone and the voice mail says hello
Call-waiting says would you hold on please; they say I got to go
Cause ain't nobody got no time to talk to nobody no mo'

We all got beepers and cellular phones and email on the line
Now we could sit and talk together if we just take the time
But we rush in and we rush right out when we just got in the door
Cause ain't nobody got no time to talk to nobody no mo'

So I went down to the city morgue; might as well talk to the dead
But somebody yelled, 'it's cold down here;' scared me right out of my head
I ran out with wings on my feet without even touching the floor
Now I don't wanna and I ain't got time to talk to the dead no mo'

Then I went down to the city hall to put my protest in
A lady called from behind a wall; she says you gotta pay to get in
I said ma'am I own this place cause I pay all of your bills
And this quiet war ya'll is carryin' on is a terrible way to kill

Then I went down to the city jail, but they wouldn't let me in
They said you must needs to commit a crime; I said that would be a sin
They said take your protest to the court; court said the docket's full
Now I don't know but I believe that somebody's pulling the wool

So I went down to the city pound; they said come right in
The dogs and cats were talking back and playing in their pens
I said, sir, I'll buy them all and put them in my store
Cause ain't nobody got no time to talk to nobody no mo'

Ain't nobody got no time to talk to nobody no mo'
You call them up on the telephone and the voice mail says hello
Call-waiting says would you hold on please; they say I got to go
Cause ain't nobody got no time to talk to nobody no mo'


Copyright ©1997 by Bilal Yasin El-Amin
Tape: "Songs by Bilal, Volume I"
All rights reserved
Close

Song Length
3:34
Genres
Folk - Country, Folk - General
Tempo / Feel
Tempo Undefined
Lead Vocal
Male Vocal
Moods
Charming, Engaging

Subject Matter
General, Time

Similar Artists
Willie Nelson, Tracy Chapman
Language
English
Era
2000 and later

Lyric Credits Bilal Yasin El-Amin
Music Credits Bilal Yasin El-Amin
Producer Credits Bilal Yasin El-Amin
Publisher Credits Bilal Yasin El-Amin
Performance Credits Bilal Yasin El-Amin
Label Credits The Propagation Congregation