Time Will Break the World

The sun and the shutters and the sun shattered hair The butler hesitates at the top of the stairs A kitten from Great Britain sleeps behind the drapes An old silver bowl filled with apples and grapes It's so very cold in the mansion after sunset The snow is blowing through the baseboard outlets And I have no idea what drives you, mister Tanning beds explode with rich women inside All my poor, hungry children All my poor, hungry children All my poor, hungry children Time will break the world Time will break the world Time will break the world The snow falls down so beautiful and stupid For the black silhoutte of Abraham Lincoln trees The sky's low and grey like a Japanese table And my horse's legs look like four brown shotguns The icicles are dripping like the whole house is weeping On an evil little car with gull-wing doors And I have no idea what drives you, mister But I've killed you in my mind so many times before All my poor, hungry children All my poor, hungry children All my poor, hungry children Time will break the world Time will break the world Time will break the world