Clickety Clack
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Clickety Clack
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I wonder why
I wonder why
I wonder why
I wonder why
I wonder why
I wonder why
I wonder why
I wonder why
Sticks and stones could break my bones
"Clickity clack"
I ain't coming back
Sticks and stones could break my bones
"Clickity clack"
I ain't coming back
Sticks and stones could break my bones
"Clickity clack"
I ain't coming back
Sticks and stones could break my bones
"Clickity clack"
I ain't coming back
In life I was a six-foot wonder
Now I'm six feet under
Time's always in my way
Been stealing my thunder
I can't go back to where I'm from
I must make right from wrong
Please get off my trail I've got to leave my swan song
Wild man running don't break my bones
Damn motor rolling can't hear my tones
Caught the summer fever now get on home
The only crop you'll reap is sticks and stones
Wild man running don't break my bones
Damn motor rolling can't hear my tones
Caught the summer fever now get on home
The only crop you'll reap is sticks and stones
They call me Time
I keep my pedal to the metal
If I can't slow down
Won't let you settle
Now finish your song
Don't forget to give it a title
I got the living to cater to
Better not catch you idle
I'll head out when I play my song
This will be my last act
I'll play it fifty ways
Won't let my notes crack
I'll head out when I play my song
This will be my last act
Play fifty days and nights
Won't ever back track
Wild man running don't break my bones
Damn motor rolling can't hear my tones
Caught the summer fever now get on home
The only crop you'll reap is sticks and stones
Wild man running don't break my bones
Damn motor rolling can't hear my tones
Caught the summer fever now get on home
The only crop you'll reap is sticks and stones
Moving
Moving
Moving
Moving
"Moving"
Sticks and stones could
"Moving"
Break my bones
"Moving"
Sticks and stones could
"Moving"
Break my bones
They call me Time
"Moving"
I keep my pedal to the metal
If I can't slow down
"Moving"
Won't let you settle
Now finish your song
"Moving"
Don't forget to give it a title
I got the living to cater to
"Moving"
Better not catch you idle
Wild man running don't break my bones
Damn motor rolling can't hear my tones
Caught the summer fever now get on home
The only crop you'll reap is sticks and stones
Wild man running don't break my bones
Damn motor rolling can't hear my tones
Caught the summer fever now get on home
The only crop you'll reap is sticks and stones
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