The Flintstones Lyrics

Now, wait around

Time all around. Nowhere in, take your pick

Nowhere in, bow amongst them

Stop bleeding, make your lines

Stop bleeding, taking rights

Start falling fine, you're waking and making time

Stop bleeding, making time

Stop bleeding, it's reeking up the line

Been making long and vacant lies

Stop bleeding made up lines

Your organs longing mine

Wasting all your rights

I'm shaking, you're right. Time in trails

I'm layering like the way your organs lay... this way

You're wasting and clinging

Now stop bleeding, steeping all holy behind

You're braindead, guess I'll take the line

It's not a heathen right

Now wasting all your crime, wasting all your wine, wasting all your time

Stop eating, we're heaven held behind

Train, I do want to

Clink, clink, clink