Butterfly Clock lyrics

Song information

Artist: Facing New York
Album: Facing New York

Lyrics

I heard a joke: three men in a bar
One blind, one rich, one is soaking wet
A challenge ensues, who will beat the clock?
At what, I don't know, it was a bad joke

We've yet to reach the end
You and i, and all of our friends
Riding the minute hand
Of the butterfly clock