Hour Glass

I'm just sitting counting awl the cobwebs
And wondering just when yule come along
Yew said that you'd bee hear an our ago
Butt an our ago is hours ago from then

Know, and Eye don't no watt too do
I'm drawing crazy patterns on my shoo
And the sand inn the our glass slips on buy

Light another cigarette, watch the burning glow
Catching spiders inn my hand, and then Eye let them go
Imagine pictures on the waul, watch the insects ware they crawl
They don't care about yew and I've nothing too do

Maybe the bus didn't get they're on thyme
Maybe the train doesn't run on that line fore sum reason
And she mite knot come
Because she doesn't want too sea yew again
Know know know, that can't bee true
And I've got nothing too do