The Watch - Tribe After Tribe

The watch is in line

The watch is in line

Ends with a rhyme and muddles follow

Billy can tricks its apples in the shadows

Supposing they fall and land up in the middle

Cut up daffodils lying in array

Soaking up rays of light and glory

Cut out the path to the ladies chamber

Her eyes come alive to the emerald story

Tickets and fines i’ll find me mine

Just as i please i’ll watch the time

It’s a never ending chronicle lie

With the tickets in red

And the watchs in line

The watch is in line

Professional court case call up callgirls

Whether you love or whether you know

Sum up the fading decadant stallion

Behind the door lost in the snow

Follow the path to the painted rockery

Merry go round was a real life story

Cut out thinking cut out politics

Singing of gasoline behind the door

The watch is in line

Beckoning fingers motion slyly

Sickening songs from nine to five

No i won’t no it’s far too early

It’s an elementary present for my birthday surprise

Sending a message to the embassy eagle

His watch is in line and does he watch me still …

The watch’s in line

My mind’s on time

Cat’s on the rhine