They Might Be Giants
Tick Tick Tick
Wait forever for this tick tick tick tick
Legs have fallen asleep, tick tick tick tick
Persevering under cover of permafrost
Nervous and bashful and sick sick sick

Trying to stifle a cough, tick tick tick tick
Buried under the house, tick tick tick tick

Setting fire to a draft of the flowchart
Eating pages of the mission statement
Waking up from fitful dreams with
A blood curdling scream

Heart rate down to a crawl, tick tick tick tick
Empty but for one thought, tick tick tick tick
The eyes move first and then the mandibles
Beginning slowly then quick quick quick
Getting closer with each tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick

Getting closer with each tick tick tick tick
Getting closer with each tick tick tick tick
Getting closer with each tick tick tick tick tick tick