Screwdriver

You've been living with a life on tick By now, it's a life you just can't quit You say it's all on the arm But baby, I say it's all in the wrist With a life on tick Well, you started life on modest terms But you caught a habit and now it burns A hole in every pocket of your tattered suit When you ain't got nothing, you got nothing to lose But I roll the stone, you roll the stone I roll the stone, you roll the stone I roll the stone, you roll the stone I roll the stone, you roll the stone With a life on tick Well I've heard them say it's on the arm But don't believe their cheap-talk charm But you know I like how you never quit 'Cause you can always find another hit To forget who you are and why you're here To keep ticking over 'til you disappear 'Cause I roll the stone, you roll the stone I roll the stone, you roll the stone I roll the stone, you roll the stone I roll the stone, you roll the stone With a life on With a life on tick Wel,l you say that in your hand's a four leaf clover That's why you keep it ticking over And you keep it ticking over Ticking over, ticking over Well you keep it ticking over Ticking over, ticking over Well you keep it ticking over Ticking over With a life on tick With a life on tick