Can't beat 'em, join 'em.

This is dated as the twenty first
but by the time I’ve finished it will be the twenty second,
Three short minutes it takes me to write this,

Isn’t time a funny thing?
It moves so quickly except when you’re waiting,
Isn’t time a funny thing?
It moves so slowly especially when you’re wishing,

I’ve been trying to haul up all my old clocks
with an old grappling hook but they just keep slipping out
their little wings moving so damn quickly.

Now it’s the twenty second,
And there jumps another suicidal clock as I write,
Three seconds and he’s dead like that,

Isn’t time a funny thing?
It moves so quickly except when you’re waiting,
Isn’t time a funny thing?
It moves so slowly especially when you’re wishing so hard...

And they’re jumping out quicker than I can pull
them up and this is a bloody tragedy, so many suicidal
clocks just trying to fly out my window,
This is a tragedy, next thing I know it will be my calendar,
I can see the holes he’s making on the wall
as he edges towards the door,
Hell I’ll nail you down with bricks, I swear,
Don’t you try going anywhere,
Hell if you can’t beat them, join them,
I spread my arms real wide.