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.