hat put the innocence inside her
It will come, it will come, it will surely come
King's lead hat was a mother to desire
It will come, it will come, it will surely come
In New Delhi, smelly Delhi, and Hong Kong
They all know that it won't be long
I count my fingers, digit counter, as night falls
And draw bananas on the bathroom walls
The killer cycles, humdrum, the killer hertz
The passage of my life is measured out in shirts
Time and motion, motion carried, time and tide
All I know and all I have is time and time and tide is on my side
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