those blasted clocks have [bad word] down
or does time stand still without you around
the birds don't sing their little song
the prophecies have all proved wrong

the [bad word] have gone threadbare
the waxing moon has lost its flair
the wishes drowned beneath the well
the razor blades have all gone dull

but this is confidential you're the one to blame
and now the forecast calls perpetually for rain
although its rather late I lie awake in vain
cause I'm still waiting for what's wonderful
just the other side of pain

meticulous [bad word] amok
the rabbit's foot is outta luck
the tightrope walker needs a lift
the contortionists have all gone stiff

but this is confidential you're the one to blame
and now the forecast calls perpetually for rain
although its rather late I lie awake in vain
cause I'm still waiting for what's wonderful
just the other side of pain

quicksilver slows down into gold
Count st. Germain is getting old
Elysian Fields are dead and brown
and your picture's hanging upside down

but this is confidential you're the one to blame
and now the forecast calls incessantly for rain
although its rather late I lie awake in vain
cause I'm still waiting for what's wonderful
just the other side of pain