Draw a line on my palm everytime I get a customer Every time I get to five, cross the four out And only when I get to one hundred will I look at the clock again I figure that way I'm bound to pa** some time Cause otherwise you'll look at the clock Everytime two minutes have gone And you think it's been at least twenty It's depressing 3:20, 2hrs 40minutes to go The lollipop man turns from stop to slow I've still got a 15 coming up So really it's more like 2hrs 25 It's good to be alive, even if I'm just pa**ing time Three, four I should not be trying tricks to pa** my shift That is not how life should be, I don't think I should be trying to make to the most of this But sometimes that's just not the way it is Got up to 37 and looked at the clock accidentally Start again from zero And I see vultures circling my lifeless mechanical body And I can't help but feel like a cog sometimes But the more I feel like a cog The more I become one, I become Clock games are getting me down I should be looking up, not at the ground I should be counting up, not counting down Clock games are getting me down I should be looking up, but it's hard But can you feel the beat Uh - can you feel the beat Bring it on It's good to be alive, even if I'm just pa**ing time Every day's a parade of nameless faces Cards and cash and credit, eggs and lettuce One 3 litre milk to a bag, any more would be too much My packing has the personal touch I've sold so many bananas I don't know which way to jump I'm like a one-eyed cat, scanning in a seafood store I'm gonna scan a few months away until I ain't no child no more Draw a line on my palm everytime I get a customer Every time I get to five, cross the four out And only when I get to one hundred will I look at the clock again I figure that way I'm bound to pa** some time