UNTIL THE WASHING MACHINE GOES OFF (E A D G B E)
We’ve only got until the washing machine goes off. And until it does we’ll do what we can with what we’ve found. It’s sunny today, it’s funny how yesterday it was dark. So while the sky’s blue I’ll put my boxers on the line.
But until the machine beeps I’ll act like there’s nothing to do. Sit on the grass and sing some songs with my guitar. Though slowly I feel it creeping like the morning alarm. And when it sings out I’ll do my best to do what I should.
Oh, hear it comes. I hear it trickling. Is it the pumps or just the tears down my cheek?
And, oh, when it does. My heart is flittering. All of my jobs feel like they’re sitting on my chest.
I’ve only got until the washing machine goes off. But who am I kidding? I’ll just keep putting everything off. Putting everything off. Putting everything off. Putting everything off.
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