24

You are watching a program for exactly an hour

All of these hours, they will add up to a day

You will sit there 'til they're done, now there are 24 to play

And there are rims around your eyeballs by the 7th or the 8th

But if you go to sleep tonight you will be older when you wake

And you say one man is the parachute

The other is the knife that cuts the brakes

First we were born, then we ran slowly out of luck

And you are still not Charles Bukowski

And I am not Diane Cluck

And I would suck the life from you

If there was any left to suck

And I would love you if you told me

There was something there to love

And I would marry you for money

I would marry you for money

I would marry you for money if it stuck

I would marry you for money

But I don't suppose you'll ever have enough

Man on the screen, he has done more in a minute

Than you have achieved in your whole entire life

When you finally realize I was the best thing you had in it

We'll be closing up your eyelids on the bed on which you die

And I'll be sorry if it happens to you

Sorry if it happens to you

Sorry if it happens to you, but

They say one life is the cancer

And another is the blade that makes the cut

24 for every year that I have slipped

Day by day into the neck of the abyss

And I am 24 today, I don't believe I'll sit

Through another year of this

While you are sewing up my lips

And I am sorry that you happened to me

Sorry that you happened to me

Sorry that you happened to me, but

They say one man is the accident

The other is the hand that stops the blood

And I am looking for the other one

For a hand to stop the blood