Harry's, got a Ferrari He's in a hurry But he's going nowhere Sue's, she's overdue that's nothing new she's stuck in a queue There's miles and miles x7 It's rush hour Rush, rush, rush hour Crush, crush, crush hour Everybodies rushing but there going nowhere Jerry's, got a Datsun Cherry He never gets it serviced so it's noisy and it's smelly If he's really really bored he can steer it with his belly Fiona's got a four-by-four She drives it every morning like she's going to war Leaves it on the pavement by her neighbour's front door It's off-road and in-your-face, she couldn't care she's found a place Out of time and out of space, welcome to the human race Everybodies rushing, but they're going nowhere Everybodies busy, trying to be a millionare Everybodies worried, and they think it isn't fair Everybodies crushing, cause they want to get their share Everybodies pushing, but they're running out of air Peter's on the 'phone Mandy's trying to get home Bill's pretty chilled But Jill wants to moan If Rhona had known She would have flown Now she's gotta drive All alone. |
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