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The Homework Never Ends
"The pointed second hand counts down the life I lead,
Marking off my legacy of worldly deeds,
Tick Tock, Tick
Constantly I think of things I can't complete,
Well it's time to throw them into the back seat...
Son of a Gun!
Life's a fleeting dream don't let it go...
Ya gotta make the most of it you know.
Don't stop now, don't let it slip away,
Live it up while you can and don't delay,
For the fleeting dreams they never stay..."