Waviavelli. - The Incoincidentals lyrics

Weather getting cold so I seek more boldness stoking up the coals in my furnace. Time is money I never waste it on The Incoincidenentals Yes I always meant well Doesn't it mean it ends well Well If a thief is caught could he still post bail If the heat is off could my bed still melt If my guard is down will she do me well Aw hell Who knows Clearly I must be a dreamer Clearly I must be a dreamer And clearly I must be A realist Clearly I must be Off or something