Seventy-three The bus I catch at six thirty It’s quarter to eight I’m gonna get fired, I’m gonna be late To Timmy’s I go He is a pimp and we are his hoes A buck thirty-nine Seventeen minutes to get there on time Seventy-three Degrees I heard it’s supposed to pour I take the stairs But it’s all the way up on the third floor I take a breath Hit number three and move to the left But now we are stuck And I don’t give a
Pickin’ up the pieces Broke a mirror in heaven Pickin’ up the pieces Still I don’t know why
I – I’ve got the feeling that I’ve Been livin’ in odd times, odd times Whoa oh oh I – I’ve got the feeling that I’ve Been livin’ in odd times, odd times
Ooh… ooh… I’m a beakless bird in a bucket of worms Ooh… ooh… I’m a beakless bird in a bucket of worms
Key in the door I turn on the lights It’s ten fifty-four I check the machine There’s nobody there I don’t really care Seventy-three Times I’ve seen this episode You know the one They chase the monkey down the road Eight thirty-eight I go to the fridge there’s nothin’ to make I’ll just order in Anything’s fine there’s someone outside Seventy-three Channels on my TV I’m set for the night I’m hittin’ the lights I’m startin’ cry why oh why?
Pickin’ up the pieces Broke a mirror in heaven Pickin’ up the pieces Still I don’t know why
I – I’ve got the feeling that I’ve Been livin’ in odd times, odd times Whoa oh oh I – I’ve got the feeling that I’ve Been livin’ in odd times, odd times
Ooh… ooh… I’m a beakless bird in a bucket of worms Ooh… ooh… I’m a beakless bird in a bucket of worms