Wheels within wheels, turning wheels, tumbling towards a conclusion
A crimson cascade, the blood in the bowl
And the mind that you're in is walking the world but you feel like you're walking on water
Face up to the facts, face up to the truth, face up to reality, you're just being used
There's a spark in your eyes, when she calls you'll explode and she's blaming it all on crossed wires

When the clocks move sideways, when the clocks move sideways, Fellini days

Fix a stare at the wall, avoiding the accusations that lurk in the mirror, trying to catch my attention
Reflect on the fact that your life is such a mess
Whose fault is that anyway?
The shutters are closed, did you lock all the doors?
Arm the alarms? Sheath all the knives?
Unload all the guns? Throw out all the pills?
Did you remember to switch off the TV?
Don't answer the phone
Provide the impression there's nobody home
As if there was anyway
As if there was anyway

When the clock moves sideways, the clock moves sideways

Tick, tock, tick, tock, tick, tock, tick, tock, tick, tock, tick, tock
Tock, tock, tock, tock...

When the clock moves sideways, when the clock moves sideways
Fellini days
Fugazi
Don't answer the phone
Fugazi
Wheels within wheels within wheels
Tumbling towards a conclusion
Wheels within wheels within wheels
Tumbling towards a conclusion
Tumbling towards a conclusion
Tumbling towards a conclusion

Should auld acquaintance be forgot
And never brought to mind
Should auld acquaintance be forgot
For auld lang syne
For auld lang syne