Lyrics:
Well it's about timeIt's beginning to hurtTime you made up your mindJust what is it all worth All my useless adviceAll my hanging aroundAll your cutting down to sizeAll my bringing you down Watch the clock on the wallFeel the slowing of timeHear a voice in the hallEchoing in my mind All your stupid idealsYou've got your head in the cloudsYou should see how it feelsWith your feet on the ground Here I stand the accusedWith your fist in my faceFeeling tired and bruisedWith the bitterest taste All my useless adviceAll my hanging aroundAll your cutting down to sizeAll my bringing you down All your stupid idealsYou've got your head in the cloudsYou should see how it feelsWith your feet on the ground