House of never-ticking clocks

Welcome to the house of never ticking clocks
A whimsical place where the coo-coo bird sings only mourning songs
Where there's never a worry because all time is loss
You'll never age, you'll never worry about the hour
All we do now is lounge about and watch nothing pass by
We're on the street corner
Next to the man selling pumpkins as heads
And the tailor that only wears pinstripe suits.
So come in, there's no time to spare!