Traffic

We all face the same way
Still it takes all day
I take a look to my left
Pick out the worst and the best
She paints her lip
Greasy and thick
Another mirror stare
And she's going where?

Another office affair
To kill an unborn scare
You talk dirty to a priest
It makes them human at least
But is she running away
To start a brand new day
Or is she going home?
Why's she driving alone?

Is anyone going anywhere?
Everyone's gotta be somewhere

She got a body in the boot
Or just bags full of food?
Those are model's legs
But are they women's are they men's?
She shouts down the phone
Missed a payment on the loan
She gotta be above the rest
Keeping up with the best

Is anyone going anywhere?
Everyone's gotta be somewhere

Waits tables for a crook
Wrote a hardback book
You teach kids how to read
Or sell your body on the street?
A nurse without a job
Another uptown snob
But have I got you all wrong?
One look and you were gone

Is anyone going anywhere?
Is anyone going anywhere?
Is anyone going anywhere?
Everyone's gotta be somewhere