This Ticking Tone

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Shithead, I shout, I said, don't put wear on your tread Don't you worry about me, I'm not down and out I live and I die by grout, your bed has drowned Lost to junk, now I sleep on top bunk Oh, palindrome, I don't think you're coming home And this tick tick ticking tone is baking in my bones [Chorus] Freak of frequent sync, I love to twist comma tinker Dae-da-dalus my thinker, c-c-callus my finger I make trinket sing for me when I twist and I torque it Solder cache to the corcuit, put trash where I put gorbadge In short, I'm quartz, clipping cranky to clunky Isopropyling gunky gear cog ogley thunking And I work my way, but my way was the bad way The now what's this doodad way have now had way [Verse 2] Put one hand to two o'clock to say hello One hand to two o'clock to say hello Put one hand to three o'clock to say gеt out just go One hand to three o'clock to say get out just go Hand at four or five I ask for fivе down low I tick to six, it seems you were too slow Get no fives at seven 'cause five lesson So for eight I make expression While I table wait from nine to ten I'm free at eleven but now I'm tired [Verse 3] No goo got, so dinner is di-not Sight of grout and bite my tongue Rules here aren't 'cause missy parry parnt And I hate the taste of you're too young Should have been pissing my pants but I was pissing me off 'Cause my incapable hands couldn't make capable clock But now my ticked off clock won't Stop stop stop stop stop stop stop [Verse 4] Longer the crow flies, stronger the know size Riding the low highs, make clock go clock Wiser and worser, frog throat converser Clockn't reverser, you're cursing precursor So butter the blow flies and shutter the know size Frog in the throat dies, just re-roll those Dice on the table, be mice and chew cable Don't be soup be ladle [Chorus] Freak of frequent sync, I love to twist comma tinker Dae-da-dalus my thinker, c-c-callus my finger I make trinket sing for me when I twist and I torque it Solder cache to the corcuit, put trash where I put gorbadge In short, I'm quartz, clipping cranky to clunky Isopropyling gunky gear cog ogley thunking And I work my way, but my way was the bad way The now what's this doodad way