They Might Be Giants — Tick Tick Tick

Wait forever for this tick tick tick tick Legs have fallen asleep, tick tick tick tick Persevering under cover of permafrost Nervous and bashful and sick sick sick Trying to stifle a cough, tick tick tick tick Buried under the house, tick tick tick tick Setting fire to a draft of the flowchart Eating pages of the mission statement Waking up from fitful dreams with A blood curdling scream Heart rate down to a crawl, tick tick tick tick Empty but for one thought, tick tick tick tick The eyes move first and then the mandibles Beginning slowly then quick quick quick Getting closer with each tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick Getting closer with each tick tick tick tick Getting closer with each tick tick tick tick Getting closer with each tick tick tick tick tick tick