I heard a joke: three men in a bar.
One blind, one rich, one is soaking wet.
A challenge ensues, who will beat the clock?
At what, I don't know, it was a bad joke..
We've yet to reach the end,
You and I, and all of our friends,
Riding the minute hand
Of the butterfly clock..
Facing New York - Butterfly Clock Lyrics
Facing New York - Butterfly Clock Lyrics
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I heard a joke: three men in a bar.
One blind, one rich, one is soaking wet.
A challenge ensues, who will beat the clock?
At what, I don't know, it was a bad joke..
We've yet to reach the end,
You and I, and all of our friends,
Riding the minute hand
Of the butterfly clock..
One blind, one rich, one is soaking wet.
A challenge ensues, who will beat the clock?
At what, I don't know, it was a bad joke..
We've yet to reach the end,
You and I, and all of our friends,
Riding the minute hand
Of the butterfly clock..