Who needs remote control? From the Civic Hall Push a button You gotta work and you're late It's so grey in London town Panda car crawling around Here it comes Eleven o'clock

I'm on your street, they all cry to me I'm gonna tangle my face hair, it's gonna tickle your daughter Three o'clock and the moaning, they all cry to me, I'll be prancin' around in my high heels, and your cherry red lipstick, Look out your window I'm on

I'll make you a promise, if you're lookin' for trouble to find From me and my kind You're gonna get it, from me and my kind My kind's rough, a little rough around the edges, we all clock out around 5 My kind likes to have a cold beverage, we prefer it in

We can be so in love You know every second adds up to a minute Need 10,000 hours Let the clock go around Why you always take so long to call me? Know I gotta wake up in the mornin' Don't stop, I'm counting them up Run the clock, I be counting them up

My pretty little poppy You're like that lovely flower, so sweet and heavenly Since I found you My heart is wrapped around you And loving you it seems to beat a rhapsody The pretty little poppy Must copy its endearing charm from you Amapola, Amapola How I

'Nother round, fill 'er up, This is what it's all about, no one can slow us down. Hell can't handle all of us, so get your bottles up. Drinkin' every drop until it all runs out. We ain't gonna stop until the clock runs out. (Bottoms up) Hammer down, grab

The towers of London, these crumbling rocks Reality estates that the hero's got And every hour's maked by the chime of a clock And whatcha gonna do when the darkness surrounds? You can piss in the lifts which have broken down You can watch from the

What goes around, comes around What goes up, must come down Don't play with me, don't play with me, 'cause Now who's cryin', desirin' to come back to me I remember when I was sittin' home alone Waiting for you 'til three o'clock in the morn Weren't you

And I can't even close my eyes. And my baby, she can't be found. I believe this is the end. Well now, it's three o'clock in the morning Three o'clock in the morning Can't find my baby And I can't be satisfied. I've looked all around me I've looked all

Everybody needs you Hope you're doing well bruh Every night shit Round the city Round the clock No you can't make everybody equal Although you got beaucoup family You don't even got nobody being honest with you Breath till I evaporated