We can talk about it now

It's the same old riddle, only starting from the middle

I'd fix it but I don't know how

Well, we could try to reason, but you might think it treason

One voice for all, echoing along the hall

Don't give up on Father Clock

We can talk about it now



Come, let me show you how

To keep the wheels turning, you've got to keep the engine churning

But did you ever milk a cow?

I had the chance one day, but I was all dressed up for Sunday

Everybody, everywhere, do you really care?

Well then, pick up your heads and walk

We can talk about it now



It seems to me we've been holding something

Underneath our tongues

I'm afraid if you ever got a pat on the back

It would likely burst your lungs

Stop me if I should sound kinda down in the mouth

But I'd rather be burned in Canada than to freeze here in the South



Moving that eternal plough

We've got to find a sharper blade, or have a new one made

Rest awhile and cool your brow

Don't you see there's no need to slave, the whip is in the grave

No sulphur, no trance, it's safe now to take a backward glance

Because the flames have turned to chalk

We can talk about it now