Pretty pendant decendent of joy Return the father to the boy Resent your past repent at last We are only lines on a map Calendars oooooooooooh and clocks ooooooohhhhhh and Hi-ckory docks Find a feeling that feels okay Find another to blow it away Who are you and who am I Please don't ask me I'll break down and cry Calendars oooooooooooh and clocks ooooooohhhhhh and Hi-ckory docks Hoo ha hoo ha hoo ha Theres nothing more than the seashells on the sea shore
Nothing more than the church bell that rings no more Nothing more than the scenes behind a closed door Nothing more than the rich and pennyless poor Nothing more no nothing more Oooooooooohhhh Calendars Clocks and hickory docks (tick tock) Calendars Clocks and hickory docks (tick tock) Yeah Calendars Clocks and hickory docks (tick tock) (...) And Tick Tocks!