Текст песни Calendars and Clock

Pretty pendent, descendents of joy return the father to the boy Resent your past, repent at last we are only lines on a map Calenders and clocks and hickory docks Find a feeling that feels okay Find another to blow it away Who are you and who am I Please don't ask me, I'll break down and cry Calenders and clocks and hickory docks Nothing more than the sea shells on the sea shore Nothing more than the churchbell that rings no more Nothing more than the scenes behind the closed door Nothing more than the rich the penniless poor Nothing more, no nothing more Calendars clocks and hickory docks (tick tock) Calendars clocks and hickory docks (tick tock) Yeah (repeat 5x) Calendars clocks and hickory docks And tick tocks!