24 Songtext
von Killing Time

Nothing much to say on the inspection line
Everyone′s in place and we're all on time
And thank god for that. All it takes is one
To fuck things up for everyone
You stand up straight and dress it up
You fall out and you shut up

No one looks like me on the inspection line
24 years old and screwing Killing Time
And god I hope the boys will understand
When I leave here a different man
Looking like I′m back on track
But feeling one step forward and two steps back


We do our best. We do our best
For fear of ridicule I guess
Hey Hollywood! You're up next!
Don't forget who signs your check
I do my best. I do my best
Despite this weight pinned to my chest
So size me up, strip me clean
And beat the punk rock out of me

Not much left of me on the inspection line
They breached my heart and ransacked my mind
But by the look of these guys, who gives a shit?
It looks like I won′t be needing it
Arms at your side, get that chin up high
Boy hold that piss till you′re dismissed

We do our best. We do our best
For fear of ridicule I guess
This indoctrination's so captivating
Swapping war stories and masturbating
I do my best. I do my best
Despite this weight pinned to my chest
I′m sweating Stella, sweating Guinness
When's this asshole gonna finish