11 O'Clock Tick Tock (Live)

It's cold outside,
it gets so hot in here
The boys and girls collide
to the music in my ear
I hear the children crying
and I know it's time to go
I hear the children crying,
take me home

A painted face and I know we haven't long
We thought that we had the answers,
it was the questions we had wrong
I hear the children crying
and I know it's time to go
I hear the children crying,
take me home

Sad song sad song
Sad song sad song
Sad song sad song
Sad song sad song