David Byrne
Poison
When time is tight. Huh? You can use it. Uh-huh
Gonna break this up. What? Before we lose it. Uh-huh. Uh-huh

We just let things slide. All the way home
And all these years, nothing was done, so
Turn over once
Turn over twice
And now the clock has stopped
For me and for you
I'm not afraid
Of bursting at the seams
And there's nothing that we can do

Gotta check these out (right) He don't like it Uh-huh
Got an empty head (huh?) And she can't stand it. Uh-huh uh-huh

We just let things slide. All the way home
Over all these years. And nothing was done
Get a hold of his hands
Hold of this legs
Hold on curly top
Hold over blue
Dragged through the dust
What do I care?
And there's nothing that we can do