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