El Mono Relojero

You can tell you’re a fascist with a smell of oppression
General without a uniform, Boris Karloff's better
You're the clockwork monkey, you bought the clock
If you can’t sleep, why the hell should I?

Go to sleep, I want to be high
I want to drink a beer and drown my heart
Stop fucking around, you’re stiffer than a table
But I’m feeling good, we’re the masters of the clock
Oh, oh, oh, oh
We’re the masters of the clock
Oh, oh, oh, oh
We’re the masters of the clock
Oh, oh, oh, oh

You can tell you’re a fascist with a smell of oppression
General without a uniform, Boris Karloff's better

I swear I cross to the other side of the street
Suddenly I hear bang!, the guy on the corner's down
And someone I hadn’t seen was getting into a car
Better get the hell out, better get out of here

Go to sleep, I want to be high
I want to drink a beer and drown my heart
Stop fucking around, you’re stiffer than a table
But I’m feeling good, we’re the masters of the clock
Oh, oh, oh, oh
We’re the masters of the clock
Oh, oh, oh, oh
We’re the masters of the clock

Go to sleep, I want to be high
I want to drink a beer and drown my heart
Stop fucking around, you’re stiffer than a table
But I’m feeling good, we’re the masters of the clock

Go to sleep, I want to be high
I want to drink a beer and drown my heart
Stop fucking around, you’re stiffer than a table
But I’m feeling good, we’re the masters of the clock

(Go to sleep, it’s three in the morning, grab another one)