Intro
(SFX: Rhythmic Tick! Tock! Tick! Tock!)
(SFX: A heavy slap on the alarm clock, then sudden silence)
Voice: "Oooo-Noooo! Wrong way! Already so late!"
(SFX: Frantic water splashing, fast footsteps, door slamming)
[Verse 1]
Lost in the fog, no sense of time,
Dark circles show a mountain to climb.
The alarm stayed quiet – "How can this be?"
Confused thoughts are all I can see.
Isn't it Wednesday? I look at the wall,
Past nine already – I’m about to fall!
The clock was off, what a terrible mess,
No time for coffee, just morning distress!
[Chorus]
Oh what a shock! – The clock didn't wake!
Instead of "Rrrr, Rrrr", silence for goodness sake.
No sun in sight, just fog and grey,
My hands are shaking, I've lost my way.
Panic is rising, a check on my phone,
Oh what a shock! – The chaos throne.
My hair’s a mess, but I have to fly,
In minutes flat, don’t ask me why!
[Verse 2]
Actually Wednesday, a day to be free,
Chilling out was the plan for me.
Just a bit on the screen, forgot the day,
The digital tide swept me away.
Thirty minutes late, way over the line,
Looking at the clock, no longer fine.
Thoughts are spinning: "What should I say?"
Truth or excuse? I’ll find a way!
[Chorus]
Oh what a shock! – The clock didn't wake!
Instead of "Rrrr, Rrrr", silence for goodness sake.
No sun in sight, just fog and grey,
My hands are shaking, I've lost my way.
Panic is rising, a check on my phone,
Oh what a shock! – The chaos throne.
My hair’s a mess, but I have to fly,
In minutes flat, don’t ask me why!
[Verse 3]
Back in Triesen, the bus wouldn't show,
Waiting in the cold, nowhere to go.
I look at the board, the times have shifted,
Like the whole world’s ground has drifted.
Thirty more minutes till the next one is near,
The boss on the phone, his voice is clear:
"Where are you now?" – "The bus is late!"
See you soon – it’s a cruel fate.
[Chorus]
Oh what a shock! – The clock didn't wake!
Instead of "Rrrr, Rrrr", silence for goodness sake.
No sun in sight, just fog and grey,
My hands are shaking, I've lost my way.
Panic is rising, a check on my phone,
Oh what a shock! – The chaos throne.
My hair’s a mess, but I have to fly,
In minutes flat, don’t ask me why!
[Outro]
Tech has a mind of its own, you see,
Sometimes it's wild, sometimes it's free.
But maybe its will isn't all that bad,
The best own thoughts it ever had.
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