Time to Pretend

Time to Pretend is the first track off Oracular Spectacular, the first single to be released off the album, and the first track on Time to Pretend. 
The track was originally recorded for the Time to Pretend EP. It was re-recorded for the Oracular Spectacular album.
From a quote from live at Abbey Road:
"We wrote Time to Pretend our senior year of college, and the music was inspired by a praying mantis we had in our house. She laid eggs and it died, and we laid the egg case on this kinda model pirate ship on the mantle piece, and the eggs hatched and all these baby praying mantises were climbing up the rigging of the ship, and it was pretty crazy...uhm so the music was inspired by our praying mantis that liked to dance to The Clash {laugh} and the lyrics are just about us imagining being rock stars....and yeah, fantasy rock star life."
== Music Video ==
The music video for the song contains references to Alejandro Jodorowsky's 1973 film The Holy Mountain and the 1954 novel Lord of the Flies. The video was directed by Ray Tintori. Tiscali Music gave the video a rating of 10 out of 10. A 3D version of the video with minor changes to the original was also produced.
== Lyrics ==
I'm feeling rough, I'm feeling raw 
I'm in the prime of my life 
Let's make some music, make some money 
Find some models for wives 
I'll move to Paris, shoot some heroin 
And fuck with the stars 
You man the island and the cocaine 
And the elegant cars 
This is our decision, to live fast and die young 
We've got the vision, now let's have some fun 
Yeah, it's overwhelming, but what else can we do? 
Get jobs in offices and wake up for the morning commute? 
Forget about our mothers and our friends 
We're fated to pretend 
To pretend 
We're fated to pretend 
To pretend 
I'll miss the playgrounds 
And the animals and diggin' up worms 
I'll miss the comfort of my mother 
And the weight of the world 
I'll miss my sister, miss my father 
Miss my dog and my home 
Yeah, I'll miss the boredom and the freedom 
And the time spent alone 
But there is really nothing, nothing we can do 
Love must be forgotten, life can always start up anew 
The models will have children, we'll get a divorce 
We'll find some more models, everything must run its course 
We'll choke on our vomit and that will be the end 
We were fated to pretend 
To pretend 
We're fated to pretend 
To pretend 
I said yeah, yeah, yeah 
Yeah, yeah, yeah 
Yeah, yeah, yeah 
Yeah, yeah, yeah 
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