Songtext von Ticking of the Hours

There's a dancing bear Fire in its hair I think I need a shower There's an acrobat With a broken back Hear the ticking of the hours And the dancing queen Where've her hands been? Well where to now, my friend? We're washed away We have no say Well where to now, my friend? There's no one there No one cares Do you want a bunch of flowers? We're washed away We have no say Hear the ticking of the hours Do you, daffodils Their guts spill? Where to now, my friend? Well you can't pretend And you can't defend Well where to now, my friend? It can't be stopped And we all drop The ticking of the hours There's no way 'round it We all go down Hear the ticking of the hours Well let's [?] again For some more pain Well where to now, my friend? It's the final waltz In a land of [?] Where to now, my friend? Hear the ticking of the hours Hear the ticking of the hours The ticking of the hours