Clock

[Verse 1] Has it come and gone? Is it long before the spirit shaves his legs? Is it wrapped in trash, sent back to a sanitation tank? Is it disinfected, disconnected 'til it grafts some wires? Is it sped up, spun around brown and yellow in the fires? [Chorus] What is this town? They said i got no place to be The money meter's taking everything i see [Verse 2] Is it comes in lovely bones that put their shirts on ice? Is it fireflies that cross out eyes with any spice? Is it normal, born-again? Let the vultures drink and drown Is its force from weathers, birds of feathers never found? [Chorus] [Outro] Has it come and gone? Is it long before the spirit shaves his legs? What is this town? They said i got no place to be The money need is taking everything i see