Lyrics
Journalists
laughing
in
their
own
funny
way
About
mistakes
people
make
A
loose
shoelace
will
trip
you
up,
my
friend
But
true
love
will
never
end
It's
just
a
bully
you
send
into
a
random
playpen
Filled
with
dinosaurs,
metric
see-saws
flipping
Dust
from
the
ceiling
and
rain
that's
a
dripping
We're
making
a
springtime
cavalcade
Brighter
than
the
blast
of
a
Belgrade
air
raid
But
bigger
than
the
last
'cause
you
wanna
get
better
This
trick
you
learnt
from
a
clown
in
a
theatre,
yeah
Making
love
to
an
overcoat
on
a
cold
December
split
Holding
a
real
hand,
you're
holding
a
real
hand
When
the
time
comes
When
the
time
comes
I
hope
you're
holding
a
real
hand
Oh,
cracks
in
the
pavement
are
sent
by
the
government
Spying
you
pissing,
if
you're
missing
you're
in
trouble
again
Get
your
shoelace
shiny,
slippery
so
it
slides
in
the
crack
Where
they
put
it
down
to
meet
the
clown
Who's
dealing
out
a
round
of
cards
via
people
Y'all
got
turbans
on,
hands
are
swelling
like
treacle
Where
just
when
you
see
him,
white
with
his
eyes
Yoke
of
a
man
saying
grabs
and
says
"Do
you
understand
the
rules
of
the
game
You're
undertaking,
you
can
win,
you
can
lose
There's
no
forgetting
There
are
notes
on
this
disc
that'll
start
skipping
But
if
you're
not
clean
and
shiny
There's
no
forgiving"
When
the
time
comes
When
the
time
comes
I
hope
you're
holding
a
real
hand
When
the
time
comes
When
the
time
comes
I
hope
you're
holding
a
real
hand
There
were
fifteen
people
at
the
table
with
me
I
saw
them
disappear
three
by
three
by
three
They
were
lying
all
their
lives
and
lazy
bed
of
warm
caress
Fake
fur
and
ravel,
don't
need
to
tell
you
the
rest
Temptations,
a
nation
always
at
war
Saying
what
is
there
all
your
feels
for
When
the
time
comes
soon,
what
of
you,
my
friend
It's
not
this
round
about
bend
It's
the
road
you
drive
down,
that's
a
dead
end
The
time
comes
for
your
lines
to
be
learnt
Toast
not
to
be
burnt,
you
wanna
be
certain
The
time
comes
for
your
fines
to
be
paid,
coast
to
be
clear
You
wanna
know
what's
behind
the
curtain
The
time
comes
for
your
dollar
bill
and
inspection
commence
The
time
comes
for
the
judging
of
the
jam
jar
contest
The
time
comes
for
you
to
put
on
a
coat
for
once
Show
'em,
ah,
you're
not
just
another
can
of
Coke
for
once
The
time
comes,
you'll
be
screaming
in
your
sleep
The
time
comes,
it'll
be
driven
in
too
deep
The
time
comes
for
you
to
make
your
stand
I
tell
you
this,
hope
you're
holding
a
real
hand
When
the
time
comes
When
the
time
comes
I
hope
you're
holding
a
real
hand
When
the
time
comes
When
the
time
comes
I
hope
you're
holding
a
real
hand
When
the
time
comes
I
hope
you're
holding
a
real
hand
Time
comes
I
hope
you're
holding
a
real
hand
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