Pretty pendent, descendents of joy

return the father to the boy

Resent your past, repent at last

we are only lines on a map



Calenders and clocks and hickory docks



Find a feeling that feels okay

Find another to blow it away

Who are you and who am I

Please don't ask me, I'll break down and cry



Calenders and clocks and hickory docks



Nothing more than the sea shells on the sea shore

Nothing more than the churchbell that rings no more

Nothing more than the scenes behind the closed door

Nothing more than the rich the penniless poor

Nothing more, no nothing more



Calendars clocks and hickory docks (tick tock)

Calendars clocks and hickory docks (tick tock)

Yeah (repeat 5x)



Calendars clocks and hickory docks

And tick tocks!