Lyrics:
In Hillsborough, 1804, on the 23rd of November
The Pierce's welcomed baby Franklin as their newest member
Grew up, went to Bowdoin College, then, he
Hate on me, I pierce through your body like Sephiroth
Don't care about your rules, I'mma bend all your laws (Yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Tenshou could never
The sun is hot and that old clock is movin' slow and so am I
Workday passes like molasses in wintertime, but it's July
I'm gettin' paid by
Thursdays in May
Lyric by Moy Eng and Music by Wayne Wallace
1st Verse
I don't want to pretend
It's you and me anymore
Pretending to be yours
In
The sun is hot and that old clock is movin' slow and so am I
Workday passes like molasses in wintertime, but it's July
I'm gettin' paid by
Am I only a paranoid - or not??
Two ever-bleeding stigmas - pierce my hands
Although I was never crucified
I'm admired by christians like a saint
Am I Only A Paranoid - Or Not??
[1st Chorus:]
Two Ever-Bleeding Stigmas - Pierce My Hands
Although I Was Never Crucified
I'm Admired By
5 o'clock in the morning
Wakin up and I'm zonin
5 o'clock in the morning
Wakin up and I'm zonin
5 o'clock in the morning
Aint got no worthy opponents
rise
Let the people hear our cries
Here's our anthem
For the night
Promise me we'll keep marching
Til the clock stops at midnight
And as we shoot
For
footage, close-ups in digicam
The wickedest show on earth presented by the man, it the...
News at 6 o'clock and again at eleven!
[chorus]
You ain't think up
In bed with his shoes on, laid out on his back like
Quiet! Shh. I need to take a nap
It goes, wake up, dose. Clock in, hustle
Money ain’t a thang if
clock in
When she put it in reverse
Throw it back
Put in work
Put in work, put in work, put in work
Throw that ass back
Like flea-flicker passes, when you
fast can all this pass me by?
Moment after moment ceasing to exist
If this persists I must insist lose my mind
My alarm clock, it's a really simple
I don't waste time off the clock
I make use of every moment I got
I don't waste time off the clock
I make use of every moment I got
I don't waste
6 O'clock in the morning i clean up off the
9 O'clock in the morning
I take another piss on my phone
11 O'clock's the best
Make a sandwich for me
Chorus: where I’m from smells like diesel and chemical plants. Where I’m from we put the bread in the table of the working man. We clock in we clock
Time is slippin' through my fingers
Seconds turn to years, it's true
I'm lost in memories that linger
But I know I must break through
The clock keeps
and condone
I really must admit to you the fault is all my own
So when you want to keep your love, better to give it all away
'Cause the clock you can't stop
clock my new nigga
Moisturize is lyin'
Elevated by the way the we, ooh, ah
I don't smoke cigarettes but I lick cigars
And that's on God and the bible
about is time
I need it around the clock
I need it around the clock
(I want you to think Tink
If you not thinking Tink then I'ma say you not thinking
I need a two-seated Benz
Moving fast ya I book it
This just the hooptie my friend
You can tell by the smell
I need the clock just to stop
This got me
know what I'm sayin'?
(Cars ride by with the boomin' systems)
(Cars ride by)
(Cars ride by with the boomin' systems)
Funky (Cars ride by)
For all
know what I'm sayin'?
(Cars ride by with the boomin' systems)
(Cars ride by)
(Cars ride by with the boomin' systems)
Funky (Cars ride by)
For all
How could I be silent?
I used to wonder if I could ever by loved
Never gonna live up, should I give up? Will I ever be enough?
What I didn't
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