Put The Clock Back On The Wall - The E Types

When the local population starts to worry about your mood

Starts to wonder why the clouds are in your eyes

You can tell them that it’s the flowers or the cinder in the air

But don’t let on what’s under your disguise

Hey!

I can’t reveal what’s inside or behind me and

Thoughts that are real I can’t feel

They won’t find me

Hey!

Put the clock back on the wall!

I’ve been away where the night meets the morning, and

Flashes of gray bring the day and it’s warning me

Hey!

Put the clock black on the wall!

When the local populations starts to act a little strange

Starts to make you giggle to yourself inside

And he’ll ask you why you’re laughing as he laughs along with you

You don’t know but you both laughed so hard you cried

I can’t reveal what’s inside or behind me and

Thoughts that are real I can’t feel

They won’t find me

Hey!

Put the clock back on the wall!

Hey!

Put the clock back on the wall!

Hey!

Put the clock back on the wall!

Hey!

Put the clock back on the wall!