How do you? How do you do?
How do you? How do you do it?
Music make her stop pressing those strings firmly to my down
The ground water is drying up to fill my jars again
But then click clack clickity click click click
Clickity clack, clickity clack
I'm through having your harsh march stare down my size
And punish what young is left in these eyes
And how do I, oh how do I?
How do I? How did I?
How can I? How will I? How did I?
How can I pick up and go?
'Cause I lack the wind and trees
And the sunlight in the afternoon
Need to find a home
And that click clack clickity click click click
Clickity clack, clickity clack
I'm through having your harsh march stare down my size
And punish what young is left in these eyes
Oh click clack clickity click click click
Clickity clack, clickity clack
And when I turn my back
And when I turn my back
I'll twirl my little skirt
And it'll be my shoes instead of yours
My shoes instead of yours
My shoes screaming back
Click clack clickity click click click
Clickity clack, clickity clack