Got my bowler on I feel so fine We've been waitin' for a long long time Steel-cap boots & a smirk on my face Out of our way we're tearing down this place
"I'm a clockwork creep And I can't get to sleep They wind me up and let me go And I can't unwind Going out of my mind My time is coming soon you
Sometimes I scream, sometimes I cry Sometimes I just lie in illusion Some nights I shake, some nights I sweat Some nights I'm just wet with confusion
I am a computer and I dance like metronome I am now invading thru the TV in your home But you won't see me as I make you a code jerk I am stationary,
I laid bare all my charming lies We played there, tie to another time We were always ready for the next dive But this game is straight on a dead end climb
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I'm searching for Christian number one My new creation tunes the vertex of the sun And inside my planetary gear The machines decoding heavens I'm coming
Welcome my friends to paradise I know sorrows you hide Closer to my light are you sad ma'am? Do I know your face, mother mine Oh mamma, where you gone
[Music: Duarte, Mafra / Lyrics: Duarte] Clear as day Is the scope of the blind memories Shapes a world never seen In synaptic past All the faces will
Cyborg Patrick tell me what you dream of! Clockwork Margaret skating on my mouse pad, In your tiny circuit boots; Shoes of the future... Trousers of the
Cyborg Patrick tell me what you dream of! Clockwork Margaret skating on my mouse pad, In your tiny circuit boots; Shoes of the future... Trousers
Wearing braces, the red, white, and blue doing what he thinks he ought to do Used to be a punk and a mod too Or is it just a phase he's going through
I got the black belt, you got the gun Let's team up tonight, have some fun Let's drink some drinks, let's find us a fight C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, Saturday
Sometimes I scream, sometimes I cry Sometimes I just lie in illusion Some nights I shake, some nights I sweat Some nights I'm just wet with confusion *
Words never spoken About any situation Too damn afraid to speak Can't get a simple response A flared temper Broken furniture Patience worn thin Only
A Wild dog speeding On the bastard sun A downward situation And it stinks like a bum Class isn't over It's just begun So get up neighborhood Neighbor
"I'm a clockwork creep And I can't get to sleep They wind me up and let me go And I can't unwind Going out of my mind My time is coming soon you know"
