Template:Twenty-Five To Twelve

You say you don't desire me

You only tire me

Now you'll hire me

Expensive care is meaningless

Feeling nothing and caring less

Cut off at the pass

She knows where you're headed

She wants double time

Or a temporary wedding

Chorus:

And the lucky girl leads a life of leisure

Waits forty-five years for seconds of pleasure

The hands on the clock move so precisely

And I only kissed her once or twice

I can't help you now

I can't help myself

'Cause the time's running out

And it's twenty-five to twelve

Crowds surround loudspeakers

On the lampposts

Listening to the murder mystery

Meanwhile someone's in the classroom

Busy forging books on history

Wouldn't give that man my hand

He'd steal my fingers

So the sleuth ends up in stitches

And your urges turn to itches

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I was committed to life

And then commuted to the outskirts

I was living for thirty minutes at a time

With a break in the middle for adverts

See the human furniture

But its only for show

Now you can look all that you like

But they only let you touch and go

(Chorus)