Burnside Project Our Surprise Decision Lyrics

Hands clap and heads turn at the lame prediction. Of heads snap, unlearned and free of restriction. When time slips, a vice grip and a pale distinction. The mishap, the wire tap and stark repetition. Now you know what everybody knows. Find a clock collecting time, pace yourself and leave it all behind. Hand's pray, child's play with the same conviction. Heads sway on Sunday, an act of contrition. Time slips, delayed trip to our destination. From decoys to convoys and final restitution. Now you know what everybody knows. Find a clock collecting time, pace yourself and leave it all behind. Now you know what everybody knows. Wake up, shake up - leave it all behind. Heads snapped, we unwrapped our surprise decision. Now you know what everybody knows. Find a clock collecting time, pace yourself and leave it all behind. Now you know what everybody knows. Wake up, shake up - leave it all behind.