Traffic

[Verse 1]
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?

[Verse 2]
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?

[Chorus]
Is anyone going anywhere?
Everyone's gotta be somewhere

[Verse 3]
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

[Chorus]
Is anyone going anywhere?
Everyone's gotta be somewhere

[Verse 4]
Waits tables for a crook?
Who wrote a hardback book?
To 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

[Chorus]
Is anyone going anywhere?
Is anyone going anywhere?
Is anyone going anywhere?
Everyone's gotta be somewhere