24 Songtext
von Emmy the Great

You are watching a program for exactly an hour
All of these hours they will add up to a day
You will sit there till they′re done but there are 24 to play
There'll be rims around your eyelids by the 7th or the 8th
But if you go to sleep tonight you will be older when you wake
And you say one man is the parachute and the other is the knife that cuts the brake

First we were born then we ran slowly out of luck
You are still not Charles Bukowski and I am not Diane Cluck
And I would suck the life from you if there was any left to suck
And I would love you if you told me there was something there to love
I would marry you for money
I would marry you for money
I would marry you for money or for luck
I would marry you for money but I don′t suppose you'll ever have enough


Well the man on the screen he has done more in a minute
Than you have achieved in your whole entire life
When you finally realize I was the best thing you had in it
We'll be closing up your eyelids on the bed or once you die
And I′ll be sorry if it happens to you
Sorry if it happens to you
Sorry if it happens to you but
I guess if one man is the cancer then his death is just the knife that makes the cut

24 for every year that we have slept
Day by day into the neck of the abyss
And I am 24 today i don′t believe I'll sit
Through another year of this while you are sewing up your lips
And I′ll be sorry that you happened to me
Sorry that you happened to me
Sorry that you happened to me but
They say that one man is the accident the other is the hand that stops the blood
And I am looking for the other one I'm looking for the blade to make the cut
Oh if one man is the accident I′m looking for a hand to stop the blood