On A Clear Day You Can See Yourself - Sharks

On a clear day

You can see yourself in real estates and shop windows

I’m all ears today

And besides, it’s your birthday

What else can I do?

I’m insatiable, inner animal

God damn it, there’s no reasonable telling why

I’m the tick, tick, tocking on the wall

Red, fine, crooked lines and all

Between the time you bide and the time you waste

With haste we steady go

Taken for a long, bitter joke

I’m melting to the road, the endless kind

I’m the tick, tick, tocking on the wall

Red, fine, crooked lines and all

Between the time you bide and the time you waste

We’re shrinking our damn guts to save for enough

For enough, for enough

We’ll cheat until we’re rich as shit

Open up, open up, open up

And tell me, tell me what is wrong with a little cheapened sale

A symbol for what I disgust

Now show me what is real

I’m the tick, tick, tocking on the wall

Red, fine, crooked lines and all

Between the time you bide and the time you waste

The tick, tick, tocking on the wall

Red, fine, crooked lines and all

Between the time you bide and the time you waste

Between the time you bide and the time you waste