Immaculate Machine - Won't Be Pretty lyrics

I'm a hill and you're the broken wheel We may make it down but it won't be pretty Row your little boat ashore And talk like you know it all Tall tales of a girl whose shadow was her sun I'm the needle and you're the broken record We make a sound but it won't be sweet And I'll go play a rock show And you'll make a pretty penny And we'll rub our copper eyes until they shine Gonna need them in the morning Gonna need all I can get Gonna need them in the morning I'm the clock and you're the broken hands We may make a time but it won't be right I'll fly the atlantic You'll take the pacific And we'll trade our separate time zones in the night I'll fly the atlantic But you'll be more specific And we'll trade our separate time zones in the night Gonna need them in the morning Gonna need all I can get Gonna need them in the morning Let's get some rest