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The lyrics bespeak a sub-mediocre knowledge of grammar

I used to live in New York City
Everything there was dark and dirty
Outside my window was a steeple 
With a clock that always said 12:30


Clocks don't speak. Here is how that line ought be spoken/heard:


..with a clock that always read 12:30

Now, I'm not saying I am glad that Mama Cass died because she sang these lyrics without objection, but come on...she had it coming, right?