Poison - David Byrne

When time is tight.

Huh?

You can use it.

Uh-huh

Gonna break this up.

What?

Before we lose it.

Uh-huh.

Uh-huh

We just let things slide.

All the way home

Over all these years.

And nothing was done

Turn over once

Turn over twice

And now the clock has stopped

For me and for you

I’m not afraid

Of bursting at the seams

And there’s nothing that we can do

Gotta check these out (right) He don’t like it Uh-huh

Got an empty head (huh?) And she can’t stand it.

Uh-huh uh-huh

We just let things slide.

All the way home

Over all these years.

And nothing was done

Get a hold of his hands

Hold of this legs

Hold on curly top

Hold over blue

Dragged through the dust

What do I care?

And there’s nothing that we can do