Twenty four more Twenty four more Twenty four more My body is a beacon of contagion My body is a beacon Oh, I'll fade I'll fall; I'll fade I'll run; oh yeah Twenty four more They gotta clean the cages Everybody out for an age or two Look at all that I made for you Wash your dirty faces Like a plaintive sabertooth Don't complain if it ain't the truth Alright; all rise I'll wade Twenty four more steps closer to the grave Oh, I'll fall; I'll run Twenty four more steps closer to the sun Clash on, clash on Pain with the pleasure tacked on Pastiche of a day long gone C'est la vie; I've got a fatal weakness I've been flayed to pieces Warm waves will invade the beaches Okay, okay, okay Alright; all rise I'll wade Twenty four more steps closer to the grave Oh, I'll fall; I'll run Twenty four more steps closer to the sun Twenty four more Twenty four more Twenty four more And my body isn't Didn't wanna And I got it, now I'm getting it And my body isn't Nobody I'm a failure at sail in a maelstrom And a body isn't Didn't wanna I'm a tool or a fool or an idiot But that body isn't Nobody But I don't know me like you do Alright; all rise I'll wade Twenty four more steps closer to the grave Oh, I'll fall; I'll run Twenty four more steps closer to the sun