Lyrics
They
were
born
without
a
name
winning
every
crooked
game
a
different
face
a
different
smile
in
single
order,
single
file
I
sit
here
and
watch
the
hands
of
the
clock
and
wonder
where
is
time
going.
Pulling
the
strings
of
God
answering
yes
to
a
nod
the
madmen
have
all
gone
insane
pushing
the
buttons
of
nerveless
pain.
They
used
to
gas
people
in
a
poisonous
way
on
the
trains
to
nowhere.
The
president's
men
are
on
TV
I
love
how
they
wave
to
you
and
me.
If
Jesus
could
tell
the
men
from
the
snakes
they
would
all
be
serpents.
They
sit
here
and
watch
the
hands
of
the
clock
and
wonder
where
is
time
going.
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