Who beats the clock? Nobody Who's for the chop? Everybody There are so many words to heed But is there any blood left to bleed? Make this stop Somebody We're for the chop But not today I know there's so much left to do I can't accept that we are through I don't feel quite right inside But there are five things left to try Denial, anger, bargaining Depression, and then accepting Got me through to spring I just can't accept that everything's screwed There must be something we can still do Why not push that button on the right? Do a new drug test tonight "Give this a try," says everybody "Let's lie down and die," says nobody Don't just stand there, do something I know you've got your song to sing I don't feel quite right inside But there are five things left to try Denial, anger, bargaining Depression and then accepting Gets me through to spring Who beats the clock? Nobody Who's for the chop? Everybody There are experts yet to heed But is there any blood left to bleed? And I'm not feeling right inside But there are five things left to try Denial, anger, bargaining Depression, and then accepting Got me through to spring