The clock hand is so high up off the ground
And so we always try to pull it down
But to set off all the wishes that come true
When you're not paying attention
Is to roll the dice and pay the price
For something I won't even mention
When the humor sweats your mind
And you're having a good time
Wouldn't you pretend you're blind?
And when the human swears, "You're mine"
And I'm running out of time
If I could do it all again, I would give it a nine out of ten
The years slip by so fast and no one knows
To focus on the past now only shows
That we're all frustrated animals incapable of being rational
Selling ourselves to ourselves and trying to go international
I could have tried to save the world
I could have tried to get the girl
But there's no use trying to pretend
'Cause when the clock stops running, I can't extend it
When the humor sweats your mind
And you're having a good time
Wouldn't you pretend you're blind?
And when the human swears, "You're mine"
And I'm running out of time
Well I could be feeling fine
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