SOCKS

Parody of "Clocks" by Coldplay

Written by Philip Moore

Lights come on in the city scape

Facing a fate I can't escape

I seem to have lost my keys

This is all a wicked tease, singin'

How do I put on this tie?

How do I fix my broken fly?

I've run out of clean pants

Since fire consumed the laudromat, singin'

CHORUS ONE

Oooh, ahhh, crud

Oooh, ahhh, crap

My bad luck never stops

No clean shoes or matching socks, gonna

Make me late for work again

Boss man's speech will begin, sayin'

"You get one more, young man

I'm not your biggest fan

You better not be late no more

Or else I'll kick you out the door", singin'

CHORUS TWO

Yee-haw, bye

Yee-haw, bye

Yee-haw, bye

Yee-haw, bye

CHORUS ONE

Why don't you get some hair?

Why don't you get some hair?

Why don't you get some hair?

CHORUS ONE

Home, home, got no job, but I'm home

Home, home, got no job, but I'm home

Home, home, got no job, but I'm home

Home, home, got no job, but I'm home