The Death of the Cog

Oh, Mr. Hamilton, what have you done?

Look at this terrible trend you've begun!

You make me sick, you contemptible dog,

I blame you for the death of the cog!

Clocks used to be such magnificent things

Beautiful sprockets and dazzling springs

But you gave the people your digital beast

And in turn now all gears are deceased

How things have changed from when I was a boy!

Clockwork would tick and would bring me much joy

But, with your advent, there's no need to wind--

Everything charming has been left behind!

Oh, Mr. Hamilton, you dirty fiend

Your modern timepiece is cruel and obscene!

I was a lover of gears great and small

They all were my friends and you've murdered them all!

[Aaaahhh...]

How could a person commit such a crime--

To murder immaculate keepers of time?

Why should a person so foul get away?

Hamilton, you're gonna pay!

So, Mr. Hamilton, just watch your back

Hide all those digital clocks on your rack

They'll soon end up smashed to bits in a bog

Because you, you, you, you, YOU

Caused the DEATH OF THE COG!

[Aaaahhh...]