Precious Moments

The bloodless toil

The endless foil

You'll never see your home again

Everytime you dial that phone

It rings like it's got no end

Life, what precious moments

Like a flood that you can't reverse

Oh life of precious moments

And it's only getting worse

The mud-filled cracks

Of rutted tracks

You'll never see your mother again

Everytime you dig that grave

Why do you bother trying to fill it in?

Oh, life, what precious moments

Like a flood that you can't reverse

Oh, life, what precious moments

And it's only getting worse

I hate to see what trials can be

Expected of the ordinary

Before you can recoil in horror

You'll discover life is life's destroyer

Oh, life, what precious moments

Like a flood that you can't reverse

Oh, life, what precious moments

And it's only getting worse

I hate to see what trials can be

Expected of the ordinary

We've all got some blood for brothers

Why do we never share with others

Sisters pure -- the vein is sure

You'll never hear music again

That's enough, that's enough, that's enough, oh that's enough

Of life, what precious moments

Like a flood that you can't reverse

Oh, life, what precious moments

And it's only getting worse

Don't waste your time -- i can't hear you

Don't waste your time -- i can't hear you

Don't waste your time -- i can't hear you

Don't waste your time -- i can't hear you...