Texty: Boomtown Rats. Like Clockwork.

Tick tock
Tick tock
Tick tock

I'm not disconnected
I'm not unaware
I'm in one place at one time
I'm neither here nor there

I'm hooked to the mainstream, tuned into the world
Plugged into my surroundings, it's not out on a limb
I'm thinking in a straight line, I'm thinking that these thoughts are mine
My heart is beating oh so fast, I feel the hours crashing

Now my mind keeps time like clockwork
And I think in sync like clockwork

Tick tock
Tick tock
Tick tock

She's done away with emotion
She sees things clearly now
She says she sees it all from her room
And it looks so small from her room

It's all right
(It's all right)
It's all right
(It's all right)
I'm on your side for a while
She thinks time is a concept by which we measure our age
She wants to say it again, but she don't have time

Because the mind keeps time like clockwork
And she think in sync like clockwork

Tick tock
Tick tock
Tick tock

Count the hours
Count the months and minutes
You're born in tears
And you die in pain and that's your limit

You're lookin' for some [Incomprehensible] reasons but there's none
There, why don't you admit it
We'll make the most of what we've got, that's the ticket
My, my, my, my

I stayed in that room a long, long time
And watched the seasons gliding past
And hey what's the matter?
We've got time, lots of time

It's all right
(It's all right)
It's all right
(It's all right)
I'm on your side for a while
We'll wind up, we'll slow down
We'll speed up, move around and we'll maybe overwind

Because my mind keeps time like clockwork
And I think in sync like clockwork

When my mind keeps time like clockwork
And we think in sync like clockwork

Tick tock
Tick tock
Tick tock
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