Doctor said “Lie down on the lounge and tell what makes you sad” Doctor, help It is coming now to smother me again
Clocks reach their hands Try to put ‘em on my neck Put them on my neck The fear of growing old When the Time steps on a throat The Time steps on our throats
Chorus: The fear of growing old When the Time steps on my throat The Time steps on our throats Oh, we are gone When we’re thrown overboard Thrown overboard
Cannot sleep But refuse when doctor offers me a pill My palms get sweat Of a thought the time will come so unexpected
Clocks reach their hands Try to put ‘em on my neck Put them on my neck The fear of growing old When the Time steps on a throat The Time steps on our throats
Chorus: The fear of growing old When the Time steps on my throat The Time steps on our throats Oh, we are won When we’re thrown overboard Thrown overboard