You were born as a clock
A little baby watch
And as you shaved the hours off
Your work never stopped
The world moved on
I'm not done yet, just getting started now
I'm not done yet
You were a perfect timepiece
Pure punctuality
With a face that did gleam
And numbers you could read
That the world didn't need
That the world didn't need
I'm not done yet, just getting started now
I'm not done yet
Open it up
Fix the machine
It breaks apart
You'll see what I mean
Now you're in a box
Neatly wrapped up
Oh, six feet deep
In the pocket of
The Earth
Open it up
Fix the machine
It breaks apart
You'll see what I mean