When the Clock Strikes - Too Many Cooks

I think I'm getting closer now
To who I wanna be
But everybody else I know
Has other plans for me
The keep feeding me advice
On what to do, to get it right
But too many cooks will spoil
The direction of my life

Tangled up in social norms
You wish you could forget
It's cool to act like you don't care
And go along
But I suspect that
Happiness will never come to those who please the crowd
So if you've got objections
Make 'em now and play 'em loud

No matter what we may tell them
They've all made up their minds
So I'll just show them instead
And challenge the thoughts
They fabricate over time
And I'll wait for the day
That they take my words
And twist them around
Try to use them against me
'Cause then I'll know they're finally listening

I think I'm getting closer now
To who I wanna be
But everybody else I know
Has other plans for me
The keep feeding me advice
On what to do, to get it right
But too many cooks will spoil
The direction of my life

No matter what we may tell them
They've all made up their minds
So I'll just show them instead
And challenge the thoughts
They fabricate over time
And I'll wait for the day
That they take my words
And twist them around
Try to use them against me
'Cause then I'll know they're finally listening
(Then I'll know they're finally listening)
And then I'll know they're finally listening

I can't afford to sell out every week to what tests well
In focus groups and market research
Treading water in the sea of Plebeian trends
But greatness doesn't go out of date

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When the Clock Strikes

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