Text: Lambchop. Something's Going On.

There so much I want to know
In every day in every notice
The hour, it is going slow
So how am I to show this?

And I've got this feeling

Something's going on
Something's going on
Something's going on
Something's going on

Wake up in a kinda sweat
Fingers slightly numb and shaking
Blood flows back into your hand
Must be the way you have been sleeping

And I've got this feeling

Something's going on
Something's going on
Something's going on
Something's going on

The hats that were stacked on the shelf
The glasses, the clock the wall
The picture of Michael and Bubbles

Something's going on
Something's going on
Something's going on
Something's going on

They could give a tick or tock
And maybe that would be the problem
Well, this could be a simple thought
Of something that is meant to solve it

And I've got this feeling

Something's going on
Something's going on
Something's going on
Something's going on

Something's going on
Something's going on
Something's going on