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The Clock

My hands are shaking, my old age is quacking away
Gray hair is sprouting, the wrinkles awake on my face

Wave by to your youth
and come ride the cruel winds of change
don't you know your an organic clock
and time slips away through your veins
it's time to let go of your dreams
wake up man, your 33...

Would you like to slow dance,
the grim reaper's romancing your days
It's a menacing waltz to a bittersweet serenade

Come taketh the hand
that will drag you to the end of your days
make peace with your loved ones
and tell them your going away
it's time to let go of your dreams
wake up man, your 33...

hey, you've got to hide your dreams away.....

You're an organic clock
can you hear the tick-tock in your veins
swing away, swing from the pendulum
yea. swing away all of your days
it's time to let go of your dreams....wake up man
wake up man, wake up man, your 33...

hey, you've got to hide your dreams away.....

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from Carpool To Victory Lake, released February 6, 2003

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Peter John Sullivan Stafford Township, New Jersey

"My entire discography is a demo.."

Main storefront for God Wants Us High releases.

Many reissues from the cassette label Otis Stokes

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